At times, we gaze to heaven with our eyes
so full of tears, it’s hard to tell if God
is weeping too, or if we’re left to trod
this vacant path alone; no ears for cries
of sorrow’s loss; no chance to try again;
no other hand beside our own to hold.
Such rivers do not freeze, despite the cold
despair that chills our soul and pales our skin.
But God is waterproof, and faith will stand—
enduring every flood that seeks to drown
our joy or wash away the solid ground
beneath our feet, destroying all we’ve planned.
“I’m with you always, sunny days or brine;
in all these things I’m yours and you are mine.”
Something powerful here, for those who have eyes to see it. Our focus should always be on faith...
I like this part: "faith will stand, enduring every flood that seeks to drown our joy or wash away the solid ground beneath our feet..."
God is faithful and unchanging. Thanks for this concise and honest look into pain and hope.