Day 'wonder'
I wonder how He plans?
When here there is a dream come true, its marred by the shattering of the hope that would have otherwise led them further ahead in joy, with the bliss of heaven!
When here there is fulfillment of life, there is a sudden attack of the unexpected that scatters the beads which were woven together by the delicate beads of trust.
When here there is this love yet to be declared, there is this sudden drain of courage that would have saved the lives of two more dragged into this saga of insecurity and hopelessness.
When it was time for You to show Your unconditional love for us earthlings, why did we feel abandoned, unwanted, uncared for having no one around to take us out of the whirlpool, to guide us through, to strengthen us, to vouch for our freedom.
Why dear Father did you leave me to the mercies of this stormy stay, every day a turmoil pulling me deeper into the swamp of never ending sorrows? Why do you still remind me the inadequacy of being on this earth where it's not only me but my loved ones, my friends, my own, struggling and yearning for that one moment of comfort, for that one healing touch of yours, for that one step to freedom!
I wonder how He plans?
When here there is a dream come true, its marred by the shattering of the hope that would have otherwise led them further ahead in joy, with the bliss of heaven!
When here there is fulfillment of life, there is a sudden attack of the unexpected that scatters the beads which were woven together by the delicate beads of trust.
When here there is this love yet to be declared, there is this sudden drain of courage that would have saved the lives of two more dragged into this saga of insecurity and hopelessness.
When it was time for You to show Your unconditional love for us earthlings, why did we feel abandoned, unwanted, uncared for having no one around to take us out of the whirlpool, to guide us through, to strengthen us, to vouch for our freedom.
Why dear Father did you leave me to the mercies of this stormy stay, every day a turmoil pulling me deeper into the swamp of never ending sorrows? Why do you still remind me the inadequacy of being on this earth where it's not only me but my loved ones, my friends, my own, struggling and yearning for that one moment of comfort, for that one healing touch of yours, for that one step to freedom!
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