TROUBLING TIMES by Mide Benedict

Most times you wonder, about the country's chaos, you pounder. You can't understand why from place to place like thunder everywhere strikes harshly with horror, and terror and... creating fears in the minds of those who should say peace and hope and... silence... soon dominates.

Most times you wonder why your lover makes you suffer, and your home always does not differ from Hades' tongue and belly. And you stop sometimes, or look sometimes, and gaze at the sky to see God's eyes and oh no! You see nothing. Hope lust, frustration comes, but you never know he's standing right there with you. It's not your situation that matters nor your frustration that scatters your movement and your thoughts' orders but your ability to see God standing by, not with your sight, but with the eye of faith, only through which we can see Him. Why your problem matters not is because once you know God, then your problems are no more real.

What are you going through?

What are your greatest troubles?

You see, all those things matter not

What matters is your gaze on God, do you see Him

Or not or do you see your problems alone or God standing by you and say all is well?

I leave you with this question today:

How well do you wall your shallow wells with God?

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