I wanted to write what I feel is on my heart
But I struggle with just what I’m feeling
For what is inside me is buried so deep
And I fear what my heart is revealing
I’m told not to give up and to trust in the Lord
That my pain will one day flee me squealing
And maybe that’s true, but that still doesn’t change
The fact that my heart still needs a healing
It wasn’t supposed to be this way at all
This was not God’s original design
Suffering entered in when man decided to fall
This did not come from the Lord God Divine
The question is asked why would God allow this
If he loves us why does this go on?
I’m told God’s a tyrant and cannot be trusted
And my faith in him is frowned upon
So hearing both sides and living in the fire
Does not change the truth one bit at all
For whether I suffer or live without pain
My God loves me and I can stand tall.
If my son were to fall down and hit his head hard
Would that mean that I hate his guts badly?
The argument made that God doesn’t care
I will refute and I will stand against gladly.
God loves me; that’s true, and I suffer inside
But the fact remains clear about Jesus
He suffered as well, when man originally fell
But he loves me and in him I trust.
So take your ideas, and your blasphemous heart
And don’t use them against me when I’m down
My heart may be in pain, but one truth will remain
God loves me whether I’m up or down.
Bill Scott, Sr.
