One day I went to the beach and asked God to show me a sign that He was there with me. A wave crashed onto my toes and I complained that it was cold.
The next day I went back and again asked God to show me a sign that He was there with me. The wind picked up and I complained that it blew my hat off my head.
The day after I went to the beach again and asked God to show me a sign that He was there. I picked up a beautiful, unbroken shell that was beside me in the sand but complained when I realized there was life inside it and it had startled me.
The next day I went back to the beach one last time and wrote in the sand with a stick, in the biggest letters I could, "GOD, WHERE ARE YOU?"
At that moment the biggest wave crashed on the beach, washing away all the letters, the evidence of my prayers. But later I realized that He had really washed away my question, because no more should I have to question or wonder if he is there or not.
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God's Love in Poems
PoetryPoems written about my life or moments in my life with God at the center. Poetry Is... Poetry is a moment of feeling, A moment of dreaming, Or a moment of memories Put into words. Transferring those feelings, Dreams, And memories, From my heart- To...
