The Management of Faith

Life is not always flat and fine
It’s a bumpy road, filled of rocks and dirt
Life is about serenity, waiting to be found
Finding the true meaning of this life

We are all the experts in making sins
At least, that is how we used to be
We are all the experts of feeling guilty
At least, that is how we should be	

Somebody asked me how to find faith?
I said, “I don’t know how, but I think I know how to gain faith.”

I think faith is larger than some written manuscripts 
Because of its impossibility to be seen, 
The power is revealed for us to feel
Faith is like a wave, always moving like a ripple

You don’t have to act or look like a saint 
Just to make sure that you are sufficient of faith
It’s not a guarantee that your life will be perfect
What’s inside your heart is the main issue 

Life is about finding the right path
So many directions, so many choices, so many disappointments
Things just don’t work right, it’s always wrong even it looks okay
Wine seems to know how recover your pain but it’s only for a night 
You’ll feel frail in the next day
I feel like hollow inside
This heart is burning, it’s sad and upsetting

So I jump in my car and drive hundreds of miles away
To find silence, to find loneliness 
I need to talk to my self and ease all the pain in my head
I know that there is always something better than tears 
A power to face all fears
Prayers are not only a flood of words of regrets and complains 
But it’s a tranquilizer to redeem our heart from hurting

Life is about the past we need to learn from
It’s about the present we need to manage
And about the future we need to arrange
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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November 24, 2008 at 2:10 AM
aww this is quite good, with God we don't have to worry about the future, he has it all in hand he is our furture our destiny, and he blots out our past hurts and lets us start fresh, every single day is a gift from God, thats why we call it the present, every day is like a birthday, I like this write, God is the real true councoler of life, God bless you from diane
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