Gert Strydom

(03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Even when I do not comprehend


Sometimes I am bothered
that there are pain, heartache and disappointment in life,
that my best plans at times do dwindle away
and I search for deeper meaning
while its difficult to see any kind of light
and its as my time is measured off
in days of which I do not deserve the outcome
and it’s as if a dark power restrains everything
but then I do realize that You do still remain in control
and whatever may come
I have to struggle on in life on Your side
and then events and things keep astounding me
where You do walk on the road ahead
bringing deliverance even when I do not comprehend.

Submitted: Thursday, May 08, 2014
Edited: Thursday, May 08, 2014

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