the sad days of our lives (part 4)
Do not tell me how strong your faith is...
Tell me there were days you couldn't hold on, those days you felt so unseen and unheard that you questioned God even though you knew it was wrong. Tell me there were days you prayed and still wondered if you would be answered.
Tell me how you handled your dissapointments or your shames.
Tell me how fragile and low you were during your trying moments.
Tell me how you gave up too, how you felt left out or that time you felt nothing goes your way because you were unlucky.
Tell me how long you hoped and waited for a sign and how excited and nervous you were to wait...
Tell me, because then I will believe you .
© ogechukwu
Tell me there were days you couldn't hold on, those days you felt so unseen and unheard that you questioned God even though you knew it was wrong. Tell me there were days you prayed and still wondered if you would be answered.
Tell me how you handled your dissapointments or your shames.
Tell me how fragile and low you were during your trying moments.
Tell me how you gave up too, how you felt left out or that time you felt nothing goes your way because you were unlucky.
Tell me how long you hoped and waited for a sign and how excited and nervous you were to wait...
Tell me, because then I will believe you .
© ogechukwu