Just Wondering

Dear God,

Why?

Why do we hurt the ones we love the most?

Why is there pain, fear, loss, greed, malice, bitterness, anger, and selfishness in the world and in my own life?

Why is it so hard to work towards the things we actually want to do?

How?

How do I allow you to change me?

How do I allow you to use me to influence those in my little part of the world?

How do I stop striving and surrender?

When?

When will I know that I'm ready?

When will I trust you?

When will your plan for me be clear?

Where?

Where do you want me to go?

Where do I belong?

Where can I be the most help?

What?

What is your plan for me?

What can I do to follow after you and not stray or get discouraged?

What is going on?

 

For now I will try to be still as these many questions go unaswered. At the same time I am trying to stand back up from where I have fallen. Help me to trust you.

 

~Restless Prodigal Still Trying To Earn Grace

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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