When the questions press in and overwhelm
And faith without sight seems impossible
When the road ahead seems empty and lonely
And hope deferred makes the heart sick
At the end of the day only one question matters
Do I believe God is who I say I believe He is
That God is God and He is good?
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Child of My Love, lean hard! Let Me feel the pressure of your care.
I know your burden, child, I shaped it - Poised it in My own hand
Made no proportion of its weight to thy unaided strength.
For even as I laid it on, I said, “I shall be near,
And while she leans on Me,
So shall I keep My child within the circling arms of My own love.
Here lay it down, nor fear to impose it on a shoulder which upholds the government of worlds!
Yet closer come, you are not near enough!
I would embrace your burden, so I might feel My child reposing on My breast.
You love Me! I know it. Doubt not, then.
But, loving me, lean hard!
~ Anonymous
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