Sunday, April 15, 2012

Waiting

Every so often, I feel like writing a song or a poem. I am not schooled or trained in any way to do this type of writing. Things just come to me, and I write them down. I hope they don't seem too weird to anyone; it's just stuff in my head, mainly from my heart.

How much can I handle
How much can I endure
How much pain can I take
before you come near

I wait in the darkness.
I wait through the pain
I cry to you, oh God
Can you hear me sing

How long can I hang on
without hearing you
How long can I stand
before I fall through

I hang on to you, God
You're all that I have
Without you, I can't stand
Without you, I fall

So I wait for you, God
I wait for your voice
through my hurting heart
I try to endure, and I wait

Come heal my heart, God
Come hear my voice
Come hear, your daughter
as she cries in the night



1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Thx for your post, I really enjoy your blog. Long time lurker, first time commenter, you know the drill. I tried to share this one time before, I don’t think it posted correctly…hopefully it will this time!

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