For my daughter still in China:
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"His Care" by Martha Hackenberger

I already love you so very much
and yet you are so far away.
Across the ocean, beyond the horizon,
somewhere yet unknown.
Sweet Providence of God!
He knows it's you I write.
It's you He watches faithfully
Not as some "unknown"
but as a member of my family
still so far from home.
And Providentially He weaves the
cord that binds our paths secure.
Intricately designing each detail to the
"nth" degree of unutterable perfection.
It seems at times that waiting
is all there is, no more.
Just countless hours of apparent
inactivity.

But He is busy on our behalf:
doing all that needs be done
behind the scenes:
ruling governments, guiding thoughts,
changing minds, shepherding hearts,
orchestrating, choreographing,
conducting delicate affairs
with grace and sovereign skill.
And so, to Him I leave your care,
still while I'm here and you are there.

Martha Hackenberger
For God's Grace
9/20/99
© Martha Hackenberger 1999

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Martha Hackenberger's Poetry

"Baby's Journal:"
"His Care"
"The Thought of You"