Good
Some days are fast.
Some days are slow.
Are they never the same?
They all come and go.
🙏
He promises good,
even though the trials are bad.
Help me to know,
and not be sad.
🙏
The bad seems,
to leave dust in my eyes,
seeking to multiply,
darkening my skies.
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But I must remember,
to look up,
beyond the dust,
and see the blue in my cup.
A Servant
