Dear Lord, all the ways I have lived,
with so much scarcity when I know that there was an abundance in faith.
They’ll never answer the question of why we love to destroy that which lives.
I’m content because even if I don’t understand myself, I believe GOD will.
Cruelty and abuse are close to me,
and when I lost everything, I gained appreciation.
The belief of intangible greatness never died however.
I looked at a world of pain and felt my own,
but I forgot about CHRIST who carried the cross.