Questions of why fill my mind like a poison. I strruggle with my mind and heart. Soul and body are torn.
Why?
Shock and fear encounter every emotion. Hope is there, but smothered.
Why?
Is it possible? Is it plausible?
Why?
I want to have faith that everything will be okay. I want to have faith that it’s not a test.
Why?
This can’t be real. It can’t be true.
Why?
Oh God. Don’t let it be true. Please Lord. Let them be mistaken.
Why?
Now is not a good time. She can’t leave us now.
Why?
Abba, help me.
Why?
Help me understand
Why?
Take my doubt.
