Crazy life full of distractions
No time for rest no time to play
All I do is fill my satisfactions
With empty toil and vain days
Is this the life I desired
And everything that has transpired?
There is more to life than this
It’s You that I miss
As I sit and wait for You, my LORD
I look up and see a sun beam
Through all this crazy mess and stress
You say,” Look up and see Me
All the things you have desired
I tell you all will fade way
Come be wise and sit with Me
I ask you....... today"
What profit has a man from all his labor In which he toils under the sun?
Photographer Amber Williamson
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