Sunday, January 3, 2010

Yet to have a name

Stranded in the desert
Seemingly dying of thirst
A rock splits open wide
And out the water bursts.

One last meal to serve
Before supplies run out.
She gave it all away.
God's doing, she had no doubt.

Beaten and abused,
Yet still they pass him by.
Till a man with different views
Helped him before he died.

God's ways are not absurd,
Though they sometimes seem that way.
It's all because of His word
That from Him we never stray.

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