There is nothing too small.
No grain of sand beneath my feet.
No perfectly designed snowflake.
No gentle drop of rain.
No kindness.
No sorrow.
No thought.
How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and carry sorrow in my heart?
Look on me and answer, O God.
Yet, still, I will trust in your unfailing love,
for you have been good to me.
Not According to Plan 