THE WAYS OF MEN


Eloi Eloi lama sasbacthani

(My God, My God, why hast thou forsaken me)

Men seem to cry out often

When their hearts’ desires

Have not been granted

They cry out in despair

And frustration

From the depths of their hearts

And the deepest recess of their spirits

They dwell on past pains and sorrows

And seem to forget about their tomorrow

They wail in agony

And bicker on frustration

Unto God

Wanting things their own way; the easy life

They detest suffering and pain

And want the easy way out

And refuse to see the purpose of their suffering

Suffering moulds us into better beings

It shapes us into the person God wants us to be

And destroys old character and habits

Impatient and full of themselves

Men try to shape their destiny themselves

And end up causing more harm and havoc to themselves

They run far and near

To see their pain obliterated

To good and bad

To end the sorrow

At the peak of their desperation

They can do anything

To end it all

Believe lies

Spend all their money

Even kill one of their own

In a bid to see

Shame exterminated

Sorrow executed

And despair killed

They curse God

And insult Him to His face

Because they feel he is the cause of their problem

But their situation turns for good

And their passing through becomes a breakthrough

The curse turns to blessings

And the insults turn to praise

Unto the mighty God

As they finally grasp the purpose

As their faith is strengthened

And they realize that God

Had only been trying to teach them patience.

 

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