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Questions of the Struggle: A Poem

Updated on April 23, 2013

There’s a mother alone with her two little girls.

Asking you God why you tore up their world.

Taking their father on a celebration of birth?

All they got for Christmas was the presence of hurt,

And I can only feel a portion of the pain.

Asking you God, “Don't do me the same.”

You want me to commit and follow whole hearted,

But how can I when my hearts broken and discarded.

I understand you say the best is yet to come,

But can’t you give me a smoother road to run?

I don’t want you to think I’m complaining,

It’s just that the stories got me contemplating,

Wondering why you can keep crooks and killers alive,

But a young father, teacher and son has to die?

I know God, It's a lot of frustrated questions,

But it seems life only teaches tough lessons.


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      Brian Loewer 4 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      Respect to you Mrs. Brown. There's no one more important than a mother. Thanks again for spending your time here.

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      Lurana Brown 4 years ago from Chicagoland, Illinois

      I was a single mother to my two little girls for a short while---divorce though, not widowhood. Life can be very hard and very unfair. I have asked many of the same kinds of questions in prayers and soul-searching. Thank you for sharing this.

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      Brian Loewer 6 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      Thanks again V. Yeah, it's actually just about 10 sq. inches of a large painting I did. So you're seeing just a small portion of it. I never finished it.

      Yeah J, I do agree. A christian life is just one big paradox. Give up your life to gain life. Admit your weakness to gain strength... and so on it goes. haha well I'm glad you weren't stressing over it.

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      JinnyMarte 6 years ago

      Indeed. It is a beautiful paradox. I think that is kind of the idea behind it all, don't you agree? We ponder and question only to discover that we are being made stronger beyond our own understanding. They say only the strongest survive, but I think being strong is not quite the right piece in the puzzle here, as much as it it to keep the light shining through it all. When you manage to do that, even the seemingly "weakest" one can come out victorious. That inner light is what makes you rise, what makes you unique, what drives you on, even when it seems dark...

      PS... No worries. I didn't realize you didn't respond either... lol ;-)

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      V Qisya 6 years ago

      Great work again, Brian! Well, I totally agree with you both. Is that painting yours?

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      Brian Loewer 6 years ago from Portland, Oregon

      Hmm Jinny, I didn't realize I didn't respond to you on this one. Yeah It's true, there's so much injustice in the world that we can't seem to understand. But you're right, it will all work out for the good of those that love him. Being able to live with such a great Light in a world that is so dark at times is a beautiful paradox if you ask me.

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      JinnyMarte 6 years ago

      I see and feel what you ponder here. We are witnesses to many an injustice and despair. Witnesses to hardened hearts and misfortune. And when we see this things happen we can't help but wonder why would God let this things happen? Or more like, what was the purpose of that? I have learned down the heavy and battered road that what doesn't seem to make sense now can be a great tool to build up the heart of the future warriors in the faith. We do not always understand the means or ways God does things but we can always trust that He knows best.

      Be blessed my friend.

      I will pray comfort finds the way into the hearts of those who cannot seem to understand their pain or its purpose today...May the Lord shine His warmth and grace upon them...