God's Reason
I don't know how to say it.
But somehow, it seems to me
That maybe we are stationed
Where God wants us to be.
That little place we're filling
Is the reason for our birth.
And, just to do the work we do,
He sent us down earth.
If God had wanted otherwise,
I'd reckon He'd have made
Each one of us a little different.
Of a worse or better grade.
And since God knows and understands
All things of land and sea,
I fancy that He placed us here.
Just where He wanted us to be.
Sometimes we get to thinking,
As our labors we review,
That we should like a higher place ..
With greater things to do.
But we come to the conclusion
When the envying is stilled .
That the post to which God has sent us
Is the post He wanted filled.
The most beautiful of couples,
Designed by the Master's plan,
Are those who serve together ..
In any way they can.
And, there isn't any service
That we honestly can scorn
For it may just be the reason
God allowed us to be born.
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