For all of you who are hurting
Thinking I surely cannot go on
For all of you who are despairing
And wondering God, Why?
There are no promises of the good life
Nor riches and great wealth
No guarantee of good health
Nor escape from great loss
There is a promise of love unending
And the faithful provision of His presence
A promise of eternal tomorrows
And a day when there will be no more tears.

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Your comments keep my writing and often cause me to think. A written form of a hug or a pat on the back and an occasional slap into reality---I treasure them all!