God, I’m miserable
Son, you are not under attack
You have dealt with real problems
and the solutions aren’t easy
You have two options believe and doubt
Believe that I am good or
doubt that I am
Believe that I will finish this
or doubt I will
Believe I can heal you
or doubt my healing
Believe and not doubt
This is my notebook moment
I’ve already forgotten so much belief
Help me remember it
I don’t see a path forward
As I wrote the last line I caught the line again
I caught the glimpse of past good things that help me see that there is light forward
Even though I’m stuck in this room alone at times
in my
fear and unbelief
Even when I look outside and everything falls
I know a part will live on
In the middle of the pain I have forgot it’s name
But even there I feel loved
I don’t deserve
Light Life or Love
and I’ve had all three
come and go
return
and leave
and return again
until one day we depart together

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