Member Poem

Lord, I Wonder

Lord, I wonder...
Why do You love this much?
Even when I lose Your touch?
Why do You still care so deep,
When Your trust is the one I never keep?

Father... I’m a sinner.
My heart holds shadows, dark and inner.
Yet You offer to be the cleaner—
The light, the healer... the soul redeemer.

Why do You hold me near,
When I dare Your wrath, year after year?
I feel worthless, hollow, lost—
But You whisper I'm more, no matter the cost.
Even when I say, “I’m not worth—less,”
This whole thing just adds to my stress...

Will You still love someone this broken?
Is that a promise—or just words spoken?

Don’t tell me it’s a campaign—
Where You win by soaking up my pain.
If love is real and You give it all,
Why then, Lord, do You let me fall?

I’ve been waiting—hoping for Your call.
Maybe one day I’ll preach, maybe I’ll heal...
Maybe then Your love I’ll truly feel.

But maybe my sins have sealed the chance—
That I’ll never fully stand in Your presence.

So, God... if You're really there—
Fine. Just touch my hair.
Just once—so I can hold it tight,
A memory for the sleepless night.

That though You didn’t touch my heart today...
You still touched my hair
When my soul was in decay.

BY Little One