Why am I so nervous to wite this letter? Maybe because it has "God" as the header. You scare me Lord, and now you demand better. Better obedience, better confidence, a better trend-setter. Carry my cross w/out complaining, But it's so heavy, Lord, my will-power draining. I won't survive w/out my toy you're taking. Please take me home, no suffering remaining. Now I'm just rambling, I know I'm not persuading. Take him away if my faith is fading. Everything I've lost, love is returning But the pain feels real, and my hope is dwindling. Send me a sign, a miracle, a happening. Something even the skeptic gives meaning. Quiet now, the Lord is speaking... © 2 hours ago love • spiritual • sad • rhyme |