Sometimes I Wonder

I wonder why God is so good to me, when I am so weak.

I say I can't do this, and he says, yes, you can.

I cry and crumble, and he comforts me.

I fall and stumble, and he picks me back up.

I throw a fit and say I wont, and he smiles and says, yes, you will.

I make a mess of things, and he turns my mess into something good.

I wonder why he loves me so much, and he hugs me closer to himself.

He loves me more than I can imagine.

Because, I am his child and he is my father.

No more will I wonder.