Monday, October 16, 2006

Praise

O, praise the grace of our diseases,
praise the work of our afflictions,
praise the help of our suffering
in bringing us to life.
O, praise the condition we're found in,
put in, or taken out of;
praise the One who finds us,
puts us, or takes us from where we are.
O, praise sadness and madness,
praise happiness and nothingness.
Praise You who makes all things good
for all things are made good.

1 comment:

Jen S. said...

You are such a poet! Wow. Good for you! I enjoy reading all of it, thanks for sharing it with me (us).