When children are shot at school
And when bombs explode at a marathon
When tsunamis swallow up cities
Or a baby drowns in the tub
I wonder how people survive the sorrow
without understanding the eternal purpose and the relative brevity of life on earth.
I wonder how they find hope in a world so violent
without a certainty that God will reclaim the earth again and restore peace.
I wonder how they find comfort in their pain
without prayer and the Holy Ghost.
Because even with all of these things, I find it hard to keep going.
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