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Why Why Many times I wonder why, some bad ones live on while many good ones die. There are little ones that suffer so much, never receiving the Master's touch. My mind can't discern or know why or when, for I see it happening over and over again. And no one to me can fully explain, why so many must suffer and live in pain. Then too there are those that are brilliant as can be, while others born will never know reality. What unknown plan beyond our insight, can truely explain the reasons for our plight? Having total faith and assurance with all certainty, is far beyond the ability of you and me. We must live this life one day at a time, and believe in a future that is divine. This life goes on no matter why or when, with no promise if we will see the next day again. So look up at the multitude of stars in the sky, stand firm in your faith and no longer ask why. |
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