After the Fact
How did you know the sun would come up?
Were you sure the night would not last?
The instant I felt the sun’s warmth on my face
I knew that the darkness would pass.
On what evidence did you base your case?
Now tell me, how did you deduce?
It happened yesterday just the same way
As I gave up and thought, “What’s the use!”
Sometime after midnight panic set in
My faint heart constricted with fear
That’s when I consoled myself once again
“Hold on the dawn’s not far from here.”
Faith is the substance of things we hope for
Evidence of things we can’t see
Still, past preservations from God we ignore
Pass them off as no guarantee
God asks the question, “Now who’s in control?
Have you any doubt that it’s me?”
“LORD, I believe you with my heart and soul
But…could you help my unbelief?”
Yvonne Golden
June 29, 2026