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Created on: April 27, 2008 Last Updated: May 08, 2009
I won't ask why God gave us life
Enjoy it, celebrate and be glad
One day God will call us home
And life will be over.
Don't ask why God gives us peace
Share it with someone
Brighten their day
You never know what tomorrow brings.
Don't ask why we have challenges
In our lives
God gives us strength to overcome them
If we just listen to him with an open mind.
Don't ask why God puts pain in our lives
Comfort those who deal with it
Your words and comfort
Make a difference more than you can imagine.
Don't ask why the roses are there
Along the sidewalk
Pick one and give it to a loved one
Brighten their day and your own too.
Don't ask why God gave us life
Live it to the fullest
We never know how long we will be here.
One day he will call us home.
Don't ask why you are blessed
With many good things
Accept the blessings
With open arms and give thanks.
Don't ask why people believe in God.
Some people never know God
They have an emptiness in their heart
And soul, they feel alone.
Don't ask why we are all different
God made us that way
Some of us are black and some are white
God want unity among all people.
Don't ask why prejudice exists
Some people don't think before they judge
People of all colors and races
Are all capable of caring about each other.
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