Lord, give heed

i'm burdened, but hopeful
my eyes are full of tears...
but somehow i can't help but think
that when given time maybe things aren't as tragic as they seem
but then again... maybe they are...
but then again i find hope...
where does it come from?
it doesn't really make sense... not really
yet, i cannot rid myself of it, not that i would want to
i'm glad it is as stubborn as i
where would i be without it?
Lord, where would i be without you?
i don't understand the way in which you are working right now...
not that i have ever understood, fully, truly
i just kind of stand back after the fact in amazement that i'm alive another day
that i'm alive at all
that i'm a part of the life of another
where are you though, Lord?
i keep calling out and calling out...
be faithful in your promises
even when we don't know or understand your thoughts or ways
when these are not our own
Lord, where are you?
please answer
be present, be felt, give heed to this plea