Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Why – 2


His cries, his anger
consumed by blind rage
a why shouted
cursed in the air
Thinking God silent
indifferent to his pain
cursing, shouting
spitting out God’s name



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November 14, 2012
page 80, Chapter 5,
“Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner”
The Shack, by William P. Young
http://www.theshackbook.com/


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