Pray like this...
Fast for days.
Seek and beg.
Yet,
in Your infinite wisdom,
You close Your eyes and
turn Your back.
Is it true Lord
that each tear shed
is kept in a bottle
in heaven?
You say:
"Be still and know I am God."
While deeper in the mud I sink
with despair in my heart.
Let my cries rise up to You.
Let the sound be magnified,
louder than human ears can stand.
So You can hear
and reach out
and save me Lord.
Let me just touch
the hem of Your robe.
Allow me to ask:
"why Daddy?
Why do You make it
so hard?"
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