Life is hard, of that there's no doubt
And you seem to live in the rubble.
You sow a good seed with a hopeful heart,
And all that you reap is just trouble.
You look at yourself with a heavy heart,
See a life that has only known hurt.
Why do I do it? You ask yourself,
When none give a care but you.
Sit down and consider the one friend you have,
And you'll know what i'm saying is true.
Jesus was there millennia ago,
He knows what your going through.
He's been there, done it, and died.
So when you low and at a loss,
Just think about Jesus, who suffered for you.
Just stop.......and look at the cross.
© Dave Timperley 2012