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Some of the doubts that I have had about my faith. This was my first ever poem. |
| Dear Jesus, I don't know what to do, or even know how to talk to you I feel you all around, yet doubts abound How can you love one so small, When you made all I wonder why you created me, I guess someday I'll see You wrap me in your arms, To protect me from harm Yet I alway push you away, So why do you stay? I know all these doubts are wrong, So why do I ponder them so long? I hear you gently whisper to me, Can you not see? You may not know now, that someday, somehow I will use you for something, That is truly amazing You must trust me, Even when you cannot see I will never leave your side, Even when you try to hide Because I love you more than you know So you see, You can always talk to me I will always listen to you, No matter what you do All these doubts flee, Now I can see, God will always love me. |