Suffering

Most understand there will be tribulations;
not everthing is destined to go well;
for life is filled with many complications;
its future, we sometimes can’t tell.

Some think suffering’s a punishment;
a certain sign of God’s displeasure;
it seems like a form of banishment;
for a man living a life of leisure.

But such is not how it’s all meant to be;
life leads a winding road, by design;
providing many twists and turns for me;
not many of which, are benign.

Suffering’s the precursor for any success;
while failure’s always the walk in the park;
life is required to share its duress;
but success is usually found after dark.

All the suffering we will ever endure;
amounts to flies on our picnic table;
shortcomings we think we can cure;
we’ll soon find we’re unable.

Hardship in life is the road we all loathe;
but pride commeth before any fall;
troubles water the grasses for growth;
the cross was the path for the Lord of All.

Tho my body be shattered and bones, broken;
my heart, will all truth, defend;
all sufferings incurred; are all simply token;
and love shall win out in the end.

Monty 1/11/22. # 911