Sad
Lonely
Hurt
Discouraged
Lost
Empty
Trapped
Angry
Where are you, Lord?
I’m everywhere, I’m here, with you.
Help me, Lord!
I’m all powerful; help is here.
It’s so dark; I can’t see.
Here’s my hand; follow my lead.
I can’t move; I’m week.
I’m all mighty; you, I can carry.
I feel something……
I know.
I see a dim light!
Yes.
I’m coming out!
That’s right.
I’m different!
I see.
I’m beautiful.
I made you!
-Watercolor painted by Miriam Hurdle
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