Looking back
In my journal
I see the goodness of God
In every scribble
I see agonising questions
And desperate prayers
Answered by God
A few pages later
I see that God
Has been speaking to me
That there is a theme to His messages
That before I could not see
I see my current emotions
Written in the pages before
I see that they pass
And so feel more assured
My despondency lifts
My weariness vanishes
My sleeping faith awakes
And my dying joy is resurrected
Journal


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