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Questioning My Faith

Contributed by Pats4eva7 on Monday, 21st March 2005 @ 05:14:47 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



Sometimes I wonder,
Why im not the same.
I wonder why im different,
And why God cant remember my name.

If God so greatly loves me,
Why am I not blessed?
Why do I feel damned,
Unlike all the rest?

Im just so imcomplete,
Like I could be something more.
But happiness isnt in me,
Because darkness fills my core.

My heart's a hollow hole,
My soul a shattered dream.
Nobody will try and help me,
No one hears my scream.

Should I be thankful,
When all I do is ache?
Should I be appreciative,
When I know It's all fake?

It feels like God is smiting me,
Lord, what did I do wrong?
My mind is always whirling,
Ive been hurting far to long.

Its hard not to point fingers,
And to throw someone the blame.
It's like God is torturing me,
Forcing on me this shame.

Im questioning His motives,
Wondering why I feel this way.
Ive done everything He's asked of me,
Through my pain I continue to pray.

But my prayers go on unanswered,
As all of me begins to cry.
I fall to my knees with God in my heart,
But always asking why.




Copyright © Pats4eva7 ... [ 2005-03-21 17:14:47]
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Re: Questioning My Faith (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Monday, 21st March 2005 @ 06:37:03 PM AEST
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flowed nicely with strong emotions
Iv asked myself this same thing over and over
sometimes blessings are secretly hidden and our trials will pay off at another time down the road.
Michelle


Re: Questioning My Faith (User Rating: 1 )
by subgenius on Monday, 21st March 2005 @ 10:24:05 PM AEST
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It's impossible not to question your faith, even Jesus did it according to the Bible. The feeling that God has abandoned you is definetely something everyone will feel at some point in their life.




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