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We come to you, Lord. With our little crooked sticks, Begging You to straighten them. Broken lives, Broken promises All lay at your feet Expecting Your mercy and grace. But - What if..... You want us to accept Our crooked pieces of wood And learn to lean on You? What if... You want us To live through a crisis Or an unfulfilled dream. Some call it unanswered prayer. But - What if through this...? We find acceptance, Tolerance, And strength. Dare we call it unanswered ? Dare we even ask -? What if...?
Marcia Krugh Leaser The Messenger
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