Always In His Presencr

A home once bubbling with life,
Of a beautiful woman and lovely kids,
Has now become dead suddenly.
A home once bubbling with noise,
From the voices of a beautiful woman
and lovely kids,
Has now become silent as a grave yard.
A home once bubbling with songs of joy
and laughter welcoming me home.
Has now become a place of loneliness, sadness and grief welcoming me home.
Now I can only hear the echoes of my lonesome voice,
As if from a distant land.
As the memories of the happy days
keep hunting my shattered mind.
But how can I let them know how deeply I'm hurting?
How can I let them know there once existed beauty all around with love at home so Divine?
How do I expect them to know it without feeling it?
Now they ask if I'm the only one...
Sometimes I wonder what lessons we must learn only through this torture.

Always In His Presencr Alwats in His presence is apersonal and educative page featuring thoughts on the purpose off life,

His greatness and majesty have no equall I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me