Next in the Queue

Trust the Divine

Instincts doesn’t deceive

Intuition doesn’t lie

No retreat in faith

The Blessed Mother listens

An archangel on the side

Messages in the dreams

Voice of God in signs

Not abandoned at all

No one is born lonesome

Sacrifices be thy strength

Tears morphed into glee

God’s wisdom be the guide

My dear, know it too well

It’s your time, your turn

You’re next in the queue

Not absolute merriment

Fear no evil, stand still

Intervention of thy heavens

Be your courage and shield

Miracles happen unexpectedly

It’s God’s will, “let it be done!”