Life is a strange thing
It can make you sing,
It can make you dance,
And prance
Around like a fool.
Life will make you feel good
And feel bad.
It can make you happy
And make you sad.
It is the best of times
It is the worst of times.
It makes you write silly rhymes.
Life is filled with awe and wonder.
And great storms of thunder.
Questions are often lingering
Around in your mind.
Where can you find
The answers you need,
That will feed
Your soul?
God is a strange thing.
Know what I'm saying?
He knows all things.
He loves me
In spite of me.
And His plan
For my life,
May cause strife.
Even if I don't understand.
But I can't comprehend
The things He sends
My way,
Every day.
To test
My best,
For Him.
Life is so dim
In comparison,
To the one
Who died on the cross.
And who saved the lost.
Do I chose life or God?
Is that question odd?
Well, I have found
That my answer may sound,
A little bit ludicrous.
But this
Is what I know to be true:
That God,
Is who I chose.
I may lose
My life.
And have no wife,
Endure hardship and strife.
But it is all worthwhile
To have a lifestyle,
That reflects Jesus.
Because He is the one
And only son,
Who frees us.
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