Upon a quiet evening With the setting of the sun In a second’s fleeting A small mistake was done Faith looked away to seeking Provisions sent by man The human side believing Past love would understand As Peter walked on water Eyes focused on the Savior His human side could not accept God giving him this favor. My human side was drowning Faith could not keep me up To send cash app requesting Past flame to fill my cup And at that instant, my God In a ‘Job’ like whirlwind came Chairs and plants strewn everywhere As He spoke, “I am the same.” He was still Jehovah Jireh My needs He would provide How dare I take my eyes off Him And plead the human side The wind calmed and a newness grew To a soothing, subtle song Feeling a shift in my spiritual world Closing doors on a love long gone In the evening’s peaceful stillness I hear the promise in God’s words. “When you doubt if I'll provide Consider the lilies and the birds.” 7/25/2022 A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE' Poetry Contest