In times of trouble and despair I look up and see nothing there. You see, when Jesus carried someone in the sand, I looked around but felt nothing there. Where's your son when I need him most? And just by then I felt something strange. I saw a man in my feet laid, drenched in blood;

He looked up at me and said,

"Child, You did not see?

The entire time I was there,

I carried you around but still I see,

That you wished for more and hoped to be free.

Free of what? My heart couldn't see.

Because with all my might I gave everything to thee."

A simple thank you will suffice but showed thy no signs. Now my heart feels the shame.

I believe in God,

But trust I did not give.