His Way Is Divine

Story ID:	3845
Written by:	JANET KESSLER POLUDNIAK
Organization:	JUST ME
Story type:	Poem
Location:	Groton NY USA
Year:	2000
Person:	For those who deal with self-esteem issues or wonder if God makes mistakes.

The photo of the Common Loon was taken by professional photographer, Gary Lackie and is used by permission. His wildlife photos can be viewed at www.angelfire.com/ak/wildlifephotog/ His work is copyrighted and has often been used in publications like National Geographic Magazine.

Common Loons are amazing creatures. Their legs are at the rear of their long, stream-lined body making it impossible for them to walk. They nest at the water's edge and use their legs to push themselves up onto the nest. This uncommon structure makes the agile in the water, enabling them to swim and dive for fish at high speeds. They are extremely shy. The parents often carry their young on their backs. Loons have an eerie call, beautiful black and white modeling, and strking red eyes.



My Way's Divine

At times, I have felt that no one was there,
That I was alone, there was no one to care,
That there was no plan or design for my life,
And it seemed—to me—that living was strife.

In the darkness of midnight, by the light of the moon,
An odd voice calls—it's the sound of the loon.
Her call seems forlorn because the light is so dim;
And the sunlight seems lost—by the night, it's hemmed in.
That night by the moonlight, it was eerie and still,
‘Til I heard His voice call, "Child, surrender your will?
I'm here, My child, though you think you're alone,
And I'm walking beside you by the light of the moon."

A gentle wind blew and it rustled the leaves
While the other night sounds swept away on the breeze.
The loon seemed alone as she swam on the lake,
But she wasn't alone—and her design's no mistake.

God's voice came again in tones soft and low:
"I love you, My child, and I want you to know—
I planned you before the world had begun.
I love you so much that I gave My own Son.
I created the loon with unique design;
She seems awkward to you, but My way's divine.
She has power to swim, and strength to fly;
On the land, she'd be lost, soon wither and die.
She dives, deep in the water in search of a meal,
And rises again—a great fish in her bill.
She returns to her nest, and waddles astride,
And her young—who are hungry—push close to her side.
If you could observe the Loon's tender care
For the chicks in her nest as she's willing to share
What I have provided. It's life to the loon.
You'd see My design by the light of the moon.
Child, when it's dark and the sunlight seems lost;
Remember your worth—that I counted the cost—
For I have designed you, and I will provide
And guide every step, so come close to My side!"

As He spoke, it grew darker, but then came the dawn;
The Son rose within me, the shadows were gone.
I was never alone, He was there every night.
Now I know the Son shines—with power and might.
He knew me before the world had begun,
And now I know Him—there is life in the Son.
When I hear the call of the loon on the lake,
I know He has made us, and there's no mistake.