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Prayers not yet answered
My soul thirsted
But you pushed away water
My spirit starved,
Yet you hid all the food,
You took my bone thin hand in yours
You whispered “Wait.”
And by the day I waited
Tired
Hungry
Foot-sore
I stood for months outside your door
I begged to rest
Yet you yielded no pillow
I screamed, I cried, a yelled till my jaw ached
Yet you said, “Wait.”
I bit my tongue
I held my breathe
And I waited
And waited
And waited
Slowly,
The door began to open
Slowly.
My soul thirsted
And you let me drink
My spirit starved,
And you had it fed
I begged for rest
And you put me to bed
You took my shaking hand in yours,
Blemished, imperfect shaking hand,
You took it
And said yes.
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This is a poem I wrote about my faith in God. How I prayed for months on end for the same thing, waiting, wanting, hoping, believing, and how He did nothing.
It took all my faith, but I stayed firm,
and eventually, He answered.
So I wrote this poem to describe what it felt like.