Why does the sun shine? Why do baby's whine? Why is it whenever someone looks at you you think bad thoughts?Why is it that the moon shines? Why is it that when someone leaves you, you feel so angry you could just hate that person but more than anything you want to see that person again? Why is the question that has puzzled the world for thousands of years and has yet to be figured out. Why is the question that brings the world on its knees, begging to know the answer. Why is the question that everyone hates because it is the question that man can not find out right away. Why is the question that only God knows.
Why Is the question I ask myself when I am gifted with such wonderful things from God but I don't at all deserve them.
God Bless Everyone!!
3 comments:
Mom and dad im sure your going to be amazed when you read this and yes I did do it all by myself.
Julian...the Holy Spirit used you to write this you know that right? I am brought to tears by the widsom, depth and love in this poem. You are an amazing young man and I pray for you daily that as you grow up you will continue to let God use you in a mighty way!! Is it alright if I share this with my very best friends in Oregon? (It is always a good idea to ask the author of poetry their permission to copy something. Just letting you know that in case you didn't know that!)I love you and am amazed at your brilliance!!! Thanks soo much for sharing this.
Blessings!!!
Great stuff, Julian. I've been working on that question for a while now, too. Keep up the writing, you have a wonderful way with words.
Tell your folks that we need to stay up till midnight next time I'm in town, and have deep philisophical conversations! Going to bed early is for babies. ;o)
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