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Walking With God? Part 2

How can you love us or be our friend When we ruin all that we have been given?’ I waited what seemed a lifetime for an answer I looked towards the heaven, hoping for a sign Maybe the sound of his voice showing me the way But nothing had seemed to happen And nothing seemed to change. So I tried to put myself in his shoes And looked for the answer for myself Perhaps this is what people do all over the world Perhaps this is what some people do everyday. I closed my eyes and sent a message quietly in prayer Hoping to get the answer that I have been searching for. But instead a million voices screamed out to me Asking question after question, over and over again. I fell to my knees and covered up my ears But the voices didn’t stop I tried to open my eyes to stop the screaming sounds That were going in and out of my brain. It was then I heard a voice above the rest Speaking quietly and slowly through the noise His voice was warm and gentle And made me feel calm all over I can’t remember everything he said But only the last five words remained implanted in my brain. I don’t know whose voice this was But I had a good idea and the last words he said to me were ‘It’s not easy being me.’ Written by Robert Meader June 2008

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