As You promised in Your Word,
Yet I know, even if You hadn't,
Doesn't mean I was unheard.
Though prayers are not always answered,
And we don't understand why,
Though good people die tragic deaths,
That bring tears to our eyes,
Yet none of this define Your existence,
Since you show Yourself through more than healing.
Yet because of this,
My heart is happy to praise again,
Yet because of this,
I've learned how unpolished I was in pain,
Yet because of this,
I can once again Your promises claim,
Yet because of this,
I eagerly want to seek Your Name,
Even more, even more,
Before my time is up;
Come the end of my game.
Because of this,
I learn to have a daily button,
To my attitudes and feelings,
Though not my progression;
A reset button;
As I inch onwards to a disciplined life.
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