Life In Disarray
As I sat alone in sadness, wondering what to do,
the rambling of my troubled thoughts, made me think of you.
Lord not long ago, with my life in disarray,
you came to me while on my knees, and I heard you say,
my son you have my sympathy, your grief it will not last.
Rid yourself of unbelief and always hold steadfast.
Everyday your tested by the Lord himself.
The struggles are quite real, you can't just put them on a shelf.
For his death upon the cross, has brought eternal light.
It's my final resting place, much to my delight.
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Copyright © Wayne Underwood | Year Posted 2017
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