This
world is an uncertain place.
We
need God’s grace.
We
need God’s calm.
We
need His strong right arm.
When
days are dark,
our
way obscure,
we
need God’s loving cure.
When
nothing else makes sense,
we
fall into God’s grace.
Covering our face, we ask why.
Lord,
if ever there was a reason to cry,
you
knew it as your boy began to die.
So help
us now. We sigh. We don’t
understand,
but we try.
-Kimberly Laustsen December 2012
Wow beautiful poem- you to post that on Facebook- tell them that there are more beautiful poems, pictures, recipes etc on your blog
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