where are you? (psalm 3)
I long to feel You wrap Your arms around me, to hear your voice
but my mind drifts to doubts and fears of loss and loneliness
I try to be convinced of Your promises and Your love
But I remain cynical and confused
What is this perfect love?
Where do You start and the peddlers of religion finish?
why do You whisper and hide when the world shouts and hits me in the face?
I am sick of things hoped for and things unseen yet it is the foundation of faith.
I struggle to sit and be still, to quiet my mind that shouts abuse at all that I believe
I am here waiting-where are You?
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