I’d like to think
That I’d be Job,
When all the horror hits.
I’d like to think
That I’d be strong,
Not in a pity pit.
I’d like to think,
I would not curse,
And never blame our Father.
I’d like to think,
Prayers would be first,
Not be afraid to bother.
But truth be known,
I am not strong,
A sinner to the core.
I ‘d scream at God,
And cursed him too
“What in hell is this for?”
I‘d yell and scream
And cry "Why Me?"
"Why can't you let me be?"
Then darkness would
Begin to fall,
Hatred all around me.
But in the depths,
Of all my pain,
I’d find a mustard seed.
Just a little bit,
Of faith in God,
With all my heart I'd hold it.
Then the darkness
Would begin to dim,
With Jesus Christ I'd light it.
I'd struggle back,
All with his help,
I could not crawl without it.
And while not Job,
God loves me so,
I have no doubt about it.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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OMG...
beautiful lady...this is FANTASTIC...
truly one of the best writes I've encoutered lately...
wow...you go, girl...
you must find a contest to enter this as a prewrite...
you have penned 'questioning' eloquently my dear...
WOW...glad I invited myself over here today...LOL!
Hope life and love are treating you with smiles...
Blessings! Tammy
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Great Work!
Very well written. I wish you well and God Bless.
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Good
"without (out) it" typo. This is a loving Christian affirmation with your personal poetic touch. The words are inspiring and illuminating. A marvelous display of emotions. Very well done with wonderful feeling and depth.
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Thanks for the comment and the edit! Thanks for reading my work, God Bless!!
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