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 Answers in God's Time

When I was young, Grandma got ill.

I pray God save her, but she died.

And I was mad. I blamed God's will.

Then stayed too long on the dark side,

Condemning any prayer as just

A wasted time and effort for

A mean God who I could not trust,

Why bother praying anymore.

With lot of pain o'er time and place,

In desperation I did pray

To God and saw my Grandma's face.

I'm blessed now to seek loving way.

I know Grandma's salvation be.

I pray God's salvation for me.