Faith by Choice - A Poem

I praise you
In the midst of my pain
Thru sadness and grief
As tears pour down like rain

Thru all the confusion
I praise you by choice
although I can't feel you
I lift up my voice

It doesn't feel comfortable
It's awkward and feels fake
With all of the darkness
It's hard to have faith

So why do I persist
Why do I face God head on
Knowing he controls everything
And I feel cheated and wronged

Why do I come
When everyday of my life
Now I struggle with sadness
Anger and Strife

My husband gave me
All of his LOVE
It was strong and fulfilling
And it came from above

This man was a gift
That God gave onto me
So thru grief and pain
Here is where I will be

Showing my gratitude
Lifting my face
Fighting my solitude
Waiting for grace

And if it never comes
I will still praise
Regardless of the pain
My light knows the way

About the poem: The Young Widow - Faith

About my Husband: The Eulogy

I will stumble --> I will fall down --> But I will not be moved

I will make mistakes --> I will face heartaches --> But I will not be moved

On Christ's solid rock --> All on the ground is sinking sand --> I will not be moved!