There is a reason for everything

Our father knows what's best for us,
So why should we complain,
We always want the sunshine,
But he knows there must be rain.

We love the sound of laughter,
And the merriment of cheer,
But our hearts would lose their tenderness,
If we never shed a tear.

Our Father tests us often
With suffering and with sorrow,
He tests us, not to punish us
But to help us meet tomorrow.

For growing trees are strengthened,
When they withstand the storm,
And the sharp cut of the chisel
Gives the marble grace and form.

God never hurts us needlessly
And he never wastes our pain
For every loss he sends to us
Is followed by rich and gain.

And when we count our blessing
That God so freely sent,
We will find no cause for murmuring,
And no time to lament.

For our father love's his children
And for he all things are plain,
So he never sends us pleasures
When the soul's deep need is pain.

So whenever we are troubled,
And when everything goes wrong,
It is just God working in us
To make our spirit strong.
            - A Good Friend

Our Father Knows!