Much to Understand.

Will only loss lead you to gratitude,

In sickness, you learn to care for yourself,

In error, you learn what you should have done,

In conflict, you learn what you should have not.

How often does life get another chance?

Every day I live now feels a bonus.

Still, there are plans unrevealed,

Dreams yet to wield,

All has been ordained,

According to His Will.

Much is left to understand,

Yet much of it could not be,

But even if all had been known,

And yet you live life as your own,

Without belief, without faith,

Would anything have been worth it,

Did you know what you were fighting for,

And was it great enough a cause,

That you would give your whole life for it?

Tell me, how did you know it?