Why did God...

As I look around there's a lot that I see.

and often I wonder, why did God make me me?

Why did he give me more parts than others?

Why am I different from all my brothers?

 

Why did God give me two arms and hands?

Why did God give me two legs and feet?

Why did God give me one head and brain?

Why did God give me one heart to beat?

 

Why did God give me the problems I find?

When I consider my state of mind?

Why did God give me such a rough life?

Full of misery, depression, pain, and strife?

 

Why did God do all these things?

Why did God give me songs to sing?

Why did God waste time on me?

Why did God give me two eyes to see?

 

Why did God send his son to die?

Why did God wipe the tears I cry?

Why did God invest in me so much?

Why did God, my soul, touch?

 

Why did God give me friends in pain?

Why did God flood the world with rain?

Why did God permit bad to exist?

Why did God let you cut your wrist?

 

Why did God do all these things?

Why did God make beautiful springs?

Why did God care about us?

When we constantly throw eachother...

under a bus....

 

Here's what I think, what I believe to be true

so listen carefully and I'll tell you.

so that if you ever ask yourself Why did God?

You can look at this, smile and nod..

 

God made me me, just like He made you.

For we're not much different, that is true. 

God gave me two hands and arms,

to reach out and grab you and pull you from harm.

 

God gave me two legs and feet

to walk life's path so we could meet.

God gave me one head and brain,

so I could learn and grow, knowledge I'd gain

 

God gave me one heart to beat

so my body would be filled with love so sweet.

God gave me the problems that I find

so I could overcome them, be free from the bind.

 

But God did not give me such a rough life

he did not give me misery, depression, pain or strife.

Those things myself did I give

when without God I chose to live.

 

For me God did many wonderful things

and because of that, there are songs to sing.

God never did waste time on me

he picked out two eyes, so beauty I could see.

 

For love is why God sent his son to die

For love is why he wiped the tears I cry.

For love he invested so very much

and for love, my soul he did touch.

 

But now we come to the root of my disdain

Why did he give me friends in pain?

With my eyes I see the pain brought to you

the suffering and sadness, I see it too.

The marks on the wrist, I know all too well

for they are the marks of a soul going through hell.

So why did God give me someone who's soul is on the brink?

The answer I know, for with my brain I can think

 

God gave me 2 arms to hug you tight

two hands to hold yours, telling you it'll be alright.

a head and a brain so I could think what to say

and a heart to love you so the pain goes away.

 

He gave me my problems so I would know what to do

to help you out with what you're going through.

He gave me a mouth so I could say all these things

and he gave me songs so in your ears they could ring.

He gave you to me because we needed to be

Together walking through life helping the other to see.

For love He gave us all of these things

so we could give it to each other when we need songs to sing.

 

Why did God care this way?

Because he is our friend

and friends we will stay.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

no clue... it is for you to interpret however you feel best.

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