Sometimes
I hate the sound of rain
But when I thought
Of a deaf man
Who couldn’t hear someone saying she loves him
I’m glad I have these ears
Sometimes
I hate the way I look in mirror
But when I thought
Of a blind man
Who couldn’t see his beautiful soulmate
I’m glad I have these eyes
Sometimes
I feel I want to quit this life
But when I thought
Of how God had created me
To serve Him
I know I haven’t do enough yet
To satisfy my Mighty One
