Buried Alive

Everything in this world is temporary, but death is everlasting. I remember when I couldn't figure out the season. I was asking God for reason after reason. I knew I wasn't supposed to rely on my own understanding. But, I just couldn't help but wonder... It's never a good thing when I'm left to ponder. There were a lot of things I wanted to express. I wasn't in tune with my inner being, so I asked for God's help. Prayer and thanksgiving contributed to his guiding. But what's a light in a dark world if you can't see his steps? Worship has little purpose if your hearts not involved. Even if It was spelled out in a puzzle, the promise could never evolve. When I asked myself, what do I have to live for? The answer was a matter of resilience or defeat. I couldn't let the devil win, so out of the coffin I crawled.