Before the Rain

A poem

Teach me to build the boat

before I see the rain,

the dry land between the sea

when all I see is pain.

Teach me to trust Your plan

when everything feels vain,

when the path isn’t plain,

and my flesh has nothing to gain.

Teach me to pick up my cross

and praise Your name,

to know the harvest You plant for me

when the desert remains.

Teach me to build the boat

before I see the rain.

Your will be done,

In Jesus’ name.