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Very early in the morning,
I am getting up from my bed;
Sunlight peaks without a warning,
A vision is within my head.
I grab a cup from in the pot,
The smell of coffee comes complete;
Still answers that have to be sought,
As I sit down upon my seat.
Some things we do not understand,
Just seem to make us so confused;
As solid rock or sinking sand,
The word quit has to be refused.
I Google for getting a search,
And I check throughout the Scriptures;
I go ask the pastor at church,
Even professors and teachers.
It is boggling within my mind,
When I cannot ever find out;
Having so many thoughts did bind,
Causing me to have so much doubt.
It is so much a mystery,
My thoughts have become so tangled;
No answer searching history,
Data all mixed up becomes mangled.
Nothing seems to want to connect,
Because with God we did not share;
All other means seem to reject,
When we do not tell God in prayer.
Then the answer can come to you,
From His knowledge and His wisdom;
Which you will know as being true,
Down from His heavenly kingdom.
Copyright © 2013 Richard Newton Sherrer
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