My God
That mother starving while working overtime.
God is the strength in her that says dream.
The orphan child all skin and bones.
God is the power inside him saying hope.
The child beaten by her parents and raped by her uncle daily.
God is the voice in her that says survive.
The political prisoner in a moist dark two by two cell.
God is the light of his memories that brings joy.
The homeless mentally ill addict.
God is her drive to not give up and hold on.
The soldier dying in a hospital in a foreign land missing his three children.
God is the endurance he has to see his kids grow.
It's that spark inside you when all seems lost that says you are worth holding on to.
You have a greater purpose don't go into the darkness.
God is the strength to endure and survive your suffering
and hold to your improbable dream.
and hold to your improbable dream.
That light inside you can't see.
When you lay lonely in bed crying for the pain to end.
When every day seems pointless and hopeless.
God is the shaking of your hand and the voice that tells you not to pull the trigger.
My infinite God is you.
The endurance in you.
The faith you have to live on.
The light when it's dark.
Everyone can raise a fist
Fight scream and kill.
I want the God in you
that endures and suffers from your compassion.
I want the God in you that says we are all one and worthy of love.
God is that love inside.
The love you have for you.
Once you find it you'll love everyone.
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