How do we plow…
through fields of troubling parley?
How do we jump…
those hurdles thrown our way?
How do we travel…
within life’s challenging maze?
How do we lift...
our eyes when...down...is okay?
How do we stand…
without obvious supportive array?
How do we...contain…
when the unimaginable…sashays?
How do we smile...
when the pain of a razor...shaves?
How do we advance…
brazenly…toward ache of a new day?
And...how do we pray...
when it seems...nothing left to say?
How do we…? O, God it’s You…!
You Alone are All our …STAY!
PSALM 18:16-19
copyright; jmsbell 7/6/21
Ron
Is made possible by having a true Faith…
It supports, and gives us the knowledge
that we are never alone with our problems…
Another welcome uplifting poem…
Diana..
dear heart. Have a precious day and know you will never have to ask
How as long as your with Him, Much love xo