Where is God?
You hear so many say.
Why did He not heal my loved one?
Where is He anyway?
Where is God?
My pain is so intense.
Why should I feel this way,
To me, it makes no sense?
Where is God,
When I feel so alone each night?
My tears fall like rain,
And no one cares for my plight.
Where is God,
When by the grave I stand?
Saying goodbye to a loved one,
Was not in my plan.
Where is God?
He whispers, "I'm right here,
I've numbered each hair on your head,
I see each fallen tear.
Where was I?
I was at the cross, you see,
Freely giving up my Son,
So I could set you free!"
Freda Fullerton
Ootober 11, 2012
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