Wrestling with God

In my hardest losses
I’ve wrestled with God
trying to make sense of it all.

I’ve screamed; I’ve kicked.
I’ve had quite the tantrums
like a toddler not getting her way.

But when my energy fades
I’m left weary and broken,
and that’s right where I need to be.
For God never leaves; He’s always there
loving and holding me.

When I wrestle with God
instead of running away
our relationship goes much deeper.
He’s always the same, has been and will be,
forever He is my keeper.

-akw-

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