A Song

Dear God...

Was it your plan when my daughter died?
Did you know a part of me down deep inside;
Left this earth as I held her tight;
And she took her last breath?

Were you aware of all my tears;
And how I lost so many years;
As I watch my love give in to fears?
How do I carry on?

**Your good book says you came to bring me life.
But every thing that causes me such strife
Takes a piece of my heart and a bit of me dies.
I must admit I don't understand.

How can you watch from far away;
And see me go on from day to day;
When so much turmoil gets in the way;
And I lose my breath.

I need to hear a Father's heart;
When everything tears me apart.
Convince me I'm your greatest art;
So no more of me dies.

**Your good book says you came to bring me life.
But every thing that causes me such strife
Takes a piece of my heart and a bit of me dies.
I must admit I don't understand.

When my tears had all been spent
And to His voice I could relent
He whispered sweetly as He said,
"Yes, a part of you died."

"Those things you mentioned aren't my will
But I can work within them still.
To make room for me to fill
You with all I have for you..."

"A part of you must die.
   But not the best part." 😊