God may love you..
But you cannot delegate
your labors unto Him.
He’s there to root for you
and shed His light
upon your path
to finding strength within..
And not to shower miracles
upon your head.
You won’t see God
parting the Red Sea
for you..
just so you may
take a leisurely stroll
to your ideal timeline..
on the other side
of the seabed.

He’ll listen keenly
to your prayers
all night long..
And sure,
He is a loving patron
of the lost and sickly.
But in the end
it is the strong
who live to hear
triumphant trumpets
of His highest heavens..
not the weakly.