Sometimes
God lets you taste
The sweet taste
Of what could
Have been
Once again
I got a sense
Of being loved
Seen
Appreciated
And then
All is taken away
Snatched from me
And I find
myself
Once more
At point zero.
Only hope
Is to cling
To God's hand
I whisper:
Thank you, God
For being in
Control.
All works out
For the best.
But my soul
Cries out
In pain:
It hurts, God!
Can't you see?
Point zero
Is a hard place to be.
But at least I have
One certainty
In life:
Christ.
God lets you taste
The sweet taste
Of what could
Have been
Once again
I got a sense
Of being loved
Seen
Appreciated
And then
All is taken away
Snatched from me
And I find
myself
Once more
At point zero.
Only hope
Is to cling
To God's hand
I whisper:
Thank you, God
For being in
Control.
All works out
For the best.
But my soul
Cries out
In pain:
It hurts, God!
Can't you see?
Point zero
Is a hard place to be.
But at least I have
One certainty
In life:
Christ.
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