That was not what I wanted to hear.
Hopes and expectations had built up
Inside to a point of big anticipation,
But now those long-time dreams
Need to find a detour.
Is it a U-turn?
Or a simple re-routing?
The road hasn’t become impossible,
But it won’t look the same.
Perhaps new possibilities?
Maybe hidden blessings?
Is there a lesson to learn?
Oh, how I don’t want to miss
The insights along the way.
Oh, how I long to live in a new
Hopeful expectation of how
God will guide this detour.
Oh, how I earnestly lean into
My loving Father God who knows
The destination, the road to get there,
And the flowers along the path.
He is, after all, already there,
And will show me the way.