What if God didn’t want me to get a seat on the subway?
Maybe God knew that I needed to stand.
Not because I didn’t deserve a seat
But because I sat at my desk all day
And wouldn’t have a chance to exercise tonight
Standing will be the only exercise I get all day
(God knows I need the exercise)
What if I could remember that in all things big and small
God has a plan
It might look one way
But be altogether different
What may seem like I’m losing
Is actually a win
What if God didn’t want me to get a seat on the subway
Because he loves me and knows what’s best
Artsy Wanderer 