There was a story that I’d heard
So long ago it seems absurd
About a man who lost his way
He couldn’t tell his night from day.
He wandered far across the land
Through mountainpass and desert sand
He crossed the waters wide and deep
He travelled on without much sleep.
Until at last he stopped to rest
And found the object of his quest
An ancient town and tiny gem
By name it was called Bethlehem !
This tiny thought does grow and grow
When all is done where shall we go ?
Who is the faithful Father gentle, kind and true
Knowing all that you need and what is good for you
Pushing at your core but never quite too far
Helping you discover exactly who you are ?
You realise the truth that you are not alone
To lift the weight from your heart, heavy as a stone
Is there another reason you may have a doubt
The time to query faith and what it’s all about ?
You may accept this answer longer than today
Believe, God comforts you all through each night and day !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 