The man listening to the music and whistlingHe’s the song in my whistle

The smile in my eyes

The dance in my feet

The hope when I cry

The song in my morning

The warmth in my soul

The strength in my waning

This great One I know

Niño durmiendo sobre su padre en la playaHe chose me

He holds me

He keeps me so near

Like a child in His arms

I need never to fear

Through earthquakes and soulquakes

Despite questions insane

One thing is quite set

And one truth now remains

His hand on my life

Bringing purpose in pain

Praise in pain

Kurt Bubna

Kurt W. Bubna has published seven books, is an internationally recognized blogger, conference and retreat speaker, as well as an experienced life and leadership coach. Bubna has over forty years of experience working with individuals, teams, and a wide variety of business and non-profit organizations.