Two and Half Weeks

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Two and a Half Weeks
S. Ambrose, 2025


Two and a half weeks since the ground gave way,
Since you boxed up my future and asked me to pray.
Trust shattered loud and fear opened wide,
But in the unknown, my faith and courage refused to hide.


The doors you slammed shut echoed with doubt,
But I chose to believe God would work it all out.
Each morning I woke up and whispered a plan,
Placing each step in the grip of a far greater Hand.


There were tears laced with hope, heartache, and fight,
Some shimmered with promise like a rainbow's light.
Then, deep in my stillness, I heard a clear call:
“Don’t give up now, I’ve been here through it all.”


When windows of opportunity swung open wide,
I could finally breathe; my fear stepped aside.
Not just one offer came, but the blessings of three!
More than I asked for, more than I dreamed to see.


Two and a half weeks — I fought through a surprise storm.
Faith was my shelter, and hope kept me warm.
Protected by God's fierce flame, with joy I can't fake,
He was in every tear, every breath, every heartache.

Ephesians 3:20: Now to Him who can do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us

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