SHOULD I ASK?
Darkness
raining down.
Black clouds forming,
all around.
Oh, how can it be good?
I should not question the sky.
He knows more than I.
Should I ask Him why?
Then I heard a voice,
inside my heart.
Do you know what they all need?
Then for an answer I sought.
But none I had.
So foolish I felt.
Then I heard the voice again.
He silently with me dwelt!
I know everything,
and all they need.
Can I not supply all
for you and your seed?
A Servant
