Obscure Hints (a poem)

They talk of footprints
Along the winter sand
Those obscure hints
Of God’s guiding hands

When we’re struggling
We believe God is hiding
It feels so puzzling
When our life is backsliding

But if we hold onto hope
And accept things as they are
We can perhaps better cope
And remember God is near

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