My god

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¿Where are you now, my god?
My king, ¿Who made you exist?
My friend, ¿Who wrote your script?
I want to know, my Lord.

No way to look at you,
to see those eyes of yours
nor read your healing words
when I just feel so blue.

I´m used to strand alone
my soul being my guide,
if doubt grows up to tide
¿who´s going to hear my moan?


Come close right now and say
explain to me the truth,
I said qoodbye to youth
now is the perfect day.

 

Now is the only perfect day for everything.
Greetings.

 

This burden shall pass

Is. 27

 

Gracias por el interés.

CyranoenVitoria

 

During times of trouble and doubt, we often question whether we are alone. There is a beautiful poem titled “Footprints in the sand.” You have shared the same feeling in this wonderful poem; thank you for being here.


One night I dreamed a dream.

I was walking along the beach with my Lord.

Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life.

For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand, one belonging to me and one to my Lord.

When the last scene of my life shot before me I looked back at the footprints in the sand.

There was only one set of footprints.

I realized that this was at the lowest and saddest times of my life.

This always bothered me and I questioned the Lord about my dilemma.

“Lord, You told me when I decided to follow You, You would walk and talk with me all the way.

But I’m aware that during the most troublesome times of my life there is only one set of footprints.

I just don’t understand why, when I need You most, You leave me.”

He whispered, “My precious child, I love you and will never leave you, never, ever, during your trials and testings.

When you saw only one set of footprints, It was then that I carried you.”

― Margaret Fishback Powers

 

Interesting and beautiful words. The need of faith .....that´s it.

Thank you