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A Psalm for Always

O God
You are in the flowers
And also in the weeds.

O God
You are in the sunshine
But also in the demolishing storm.

I was told to write a Psalm for Praise
Or
A Psalm for Lament

But even honeybees have stingers.

Why not write a Psalm for Always?

Even parents can praise their children in one sentence
And discipline them in the next.

This goes the same for you
O God

I love you when I see the good.
And there is so much good.

But I cry out “Why O God?” when I see the bad.
And there is so much bad.

Why not write a Psalm for Always?

For just as we cannot have light
Without dark.

We cannot have a God that only allows the good.

For even honeybees have stingers.

Just as so many of your followers strive for heaven outside of Earth.
There, where there is so much good.

They need to strive to create Heaven here on Earth.
Because here, there is so much bad.


And you are not just “there”
O God
In the good.

You are here
O God
In the bad.

Not just there in the flowers
But here in the weeds.

Not just there in the sunshine
But here in the storm.

Here where even honeybees have stingers.

Not just in times of Praise.
Not just in times of Lament.


But in Always.

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