Here a little verse I've written...

for the end of the Joseph series... 

You've heard all my broken pleas
For comfort, pleasure, rest and ease
For all my pain to disappear
for tables full and loved ones near
But now I bow before Your will
not fretting. rather standing still
I am your child- one single man
enveloped in Your master plan
I give my pain, my brokenness
I'm frightened now I must confess
You see the squalor of my soul
not just a part, i give the whole
even things not understood
Things meant for harm, You turn to good.