Living a life filled with purple while others don't understand.
I speak and I speak but to deaf ears does my words fall for they cannot understand.
I might as well be talking to a brick wall for it goes in one ear and out the other.
No wonder I feel like screaming I can't get any competent person to understand.
That this disease I have is driving me to my whit's end.
But I have one source of hope, one well of eternal comfort.
One who understands my pain and frustration.
For on the cross He bore my sin, sickness, shame, and pain.
Yes, it's Jesus Christ the Lord above who gets me through these trying days.
I must confess that if it weren't for the Lord I don't know where I'd be today for He keeps me sane in the midst of these prickly thorns and snares I wade throughout the day.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
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