Why, God…

Why God, I ask

When there is never a clear reason

For pain, for heartbreak

For a desperately lonely season.

Why God, I ask

When people die, when hardships come

And there seems to be no answer

At least no good one.

Why God, I ask

When I’m in midst of sorrow

When I can’t feel hope

And don’t see a tomorrow.

Why God, I ask

When it’s all just a blur

When loved ones cry in agony

And there’s just no cure.

Why God, I ask

Do good people suffer still

When those who deserve less

Get more than the good ones will?

Why God, I ask

When the tears come from my eyes

When I know that he listens

And yes, he hears my cries.

In midst of the questions, the asking

The begging for answers

Something startles me.

We never ask why God

When things go…