Dear...
Dear...
Dear God,
Where are you?
How do we know you exist?
Can you protect us?
Help us?
Take care of us?
When we need it?
When we want it?
Dear Heaven,
Is it possible to find a way to you?
Can we visit the people we lost?
People we cared about?
Who passed away?
And if not,
How do we know they’re fine?
Are they fine?
Or are they slaves of death?
Dear Life,
Why are you such a cruel?
So painful?
So unfair?
And what happens after life?
Does it hurt to die?
Or is it peaceful?
And if yes,
Is that the only peaceful thing that exists?
Or can you be peaceful too?
Dear Me,
Why do I ask all these questions?
Why can’t I just live my life like it is?
Why do I want to know so much?
Because life isn’t certain!
Reageer (3)
We can be certain of God, even if we are uncertain of the next step he wants us to take in life.
1 decennium geleden"Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these." - Matthew 6:25-34
I just like quoting the bible #sorrynotsorry #relevancewauwie wat arlana zei !!!!!
1 decennium geledenwauw. i love dit gedicht
(al die vragen vraag ik me ook wel af)
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