Why I'm Here

Chicago is the problem

Chicago is the problem

Stormy weather

Flights altogether

Are cancelled and delayed

But I'm not dismayed

Give me Atlanta

Or Pittsburgh any day.

Snow and ice

Aren't all that nice

When planes need in

And people need out

Takes hours on end

To change the route

Lines are still busy.

They called me back

Then hung up

Called several times

Put me on hold

For half an hour

I'm not sour

Not yet.

It's been a long day

But I'm still at home

In my pajamas

Didn't break a sweat

Expectations met

Plans go awry

Not to my surprise.

Test of patience

And dependence

On my Heavenly Father

Glad I bother

Having friends pray

For His way

To be done.

When it rains

It pours

But I talk with Him

Who made the rain

Who cares for me

Provides what I need

Right now, it's sleep.