Good Grief

We people of God Get heavy burdens Placed upon us by The way of the chief Cowardly thief. All and all Of His cowardy deeds Makes us fall to our knees And God relieves our pain. And keeps us from going insane. The burden is more painful Than walking through burning woods But God is with us walking through To come out on top better than new. We experience grief for good The devil thought we'd burn In the fire of His ferocious desires. Good grief is an experience Within itself its powerfully painful It's a well known oxymoron Started by the chief Moron. God breathes a strong whiff Of rich oxygen in the form of air To let us know that He's there The fire spreads more and more Until it burns out then you are Better than you were before And you say good grief Thank God I don't serve The moron that lies beneath. "Though he causes us grief, he then has compassion on us according to the abundance of his loyal kindness." Lamentations 3:32