Lord I’m angry and hurt
Why did you create them from dirt Then take them again away This seems child’s play Tormenting my feeble heart Tearing my life apart It’s hard to handle my losses Why’d you give me these crosses? I feel stuck Emotions run amuck I can’t feel your grace To help me out of this place Why do this to me? Where lies Your mercy? I fail to see your plan I’m trying all I can My joy in life falls short Tho I place the ball in Your court I’m like a toddler to this day Having a hard time knowing what to say Why did you ask me to be your Job? When I can barely handle this load Why with You by my side Do I seem to barely get by? I don’t seek to offend you But I don’t know what else to do Other than to be angry and hurt You fashioned and soon returned both to dirt
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Danielle Erwin
is a Catholic mom of six children, four of whom are here on earth and two who have been called Home. Writing is her way of putting her tears of grief to words, as she wishes to help mothers who have also experienced loss on their journey towards healing. Archives
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