Crooked Lines - Corrinne May

My daughter tries to draw a butterfly with her crayons and crooked lines

And she’s cried cause she just can’t get it right

So I wrapped her tiny hand in mine to guide her with her heart’s design

And she smiles as her dreams take flight

Perhaps this is how it is on this labyrinth road

I just need to let Him guide my soul

God writes straight with crooked lines

He takes the mess we make in life

He turns our groaning into perfect rhyme

Hidden by the veil of time

The Wisdom of His love’s design

God writes straight with crooked lines

I’ve had days as dark as smoke

When it hurt too much to hold

And it felt like, the pain would never end

Oh.searching for answers but finding jokes

Limping alone the winding road

Certain you’ve left me all alone

When’s it hard to trust that there is a greater plan

Like a child I’ve gotta just hold His hand

It’s hard to see the picture when we’ve got our head to the ground

But the vision is perfect from Heaven looking down

There is a reason for every detour and every scar

His mercy has always been hidden in the stars