I don't know where You are in this,
I don't see Your hand.
I don't see Your hand.
All I have are questions,
And unanswered plans.
I thank You for the good vacation,
Even though it was long.
Next time I want more time with each,
On two separate occasions.
I don't know who I am,
I wish I knew what I was about.
All I know are glimpses I've seen,
But the rest is, "I don't know."
This is where I am,
At least that I know.
But that doesn't help me day to day,
Or fulfill the longing within me.
I still pray You have planted a seed,
Please still help me, even in my selfishness.
I don't even understand what I deserve - both bad and good,
But I know that You are fair and compassionate.
I know that You are all powerful,
And I know that You are Good,
Though it is sometimes hard to believe.
This is just being honestly understood.
Who are You?
Why do I even ask?
People make me question everything,
And yet You are my only Hope.
Where are You?
Who am I?
These are questions I ask.
Please help her to be the last idol.
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