Who am I?
What is my purpose?
Why am I here?
The questions flow freely
Through my mind, driving me crazy
As I constantly wrestle with God.
Like Jacob, Moses, even David of old,
But I have to wonder
Do I even have a reason to be here?
Those three had a real purpose
One was the father of a nation,
Wrestling with God, in every way possible
Another, was the savior of Israel
Setting his people free and questioning
About the purpose of such a stiff necked nation
A man after God's own heart
Yet he was constantly questioning,
Demanding to know if God really existed.
So, I ponder my own questions
Slowly but surely finding my answers
Not in man, but, instead, in the Word.
I might not be the father of a nation,
But I might just lead others towards the Cross
And I continue to seek, growing closer towards Him.
So here, my questions
Find their answers.
And here, I am at peace with not knowing.
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