Pen In Hand

To all of you that I love so,
This, I think, you should know.
With all my pain and all my strife,
There was no purpose to my life.


So I asked the Lord to take me home,
To my request He just said no.
I asked Him why my life goes on,
Because I feel so all alone.


Then all at once He did appear,
To let me know that he was near.
He said, "My child, I'm here with you,
To help you start your life anew."


Then all at once I understood,
What Jesus Christ had withstood.
Then he put my pen in hand,
So now my life I understand.


For now the pain I can bear,
For now I have a purpose here.
All the trials that I've been through,
Was so that I could write to you.


Written by:
Thelma Shutters

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