If God is a god of anything’s possible,
then why does he sometimes not?
If God is a god of healing,
then why does he sometimes not
Why is it sometimes the questions we ask, hoping to find release?
Are given answers with untenable remedies.
Can someone tell me why? Cause I’m still asking.
Still chasing answers I wonder if I’ll ever find.
Because his ways are not mine.
Yet I know that he can be explained in one simple phrase
“I love you, You are Mine”