Sometimes it doesn't matter how hard you pray

Sometiems it doesn't matter how hard you pray. How delibrate you are. How exact you are. Sometimes there is no reason. Sometimes no matter how hard you pray you can't change things around. The sin just invades. People hurt. Beauty is destroyed. And no matter how much you plead with the almighty God, nothing happens.



Yet I keep trusting God with all my heart. Because he has a reason. There is good through the pain. Somewhere, someday there will be good from it. I don't know when, or how, but someday it will be there.



Prayer is the most powerful weapon I have. Pleading with the Almighty is the biggest and best tool in my arsenol. But sometimes it just does nothing. Sometimes things just keep happening. And there is nothing,



Today I found myself asking what the reason for this world is. If there is just so much hurt and so much pretending it's not there, why? So I typed in "the reason for the world" into google and this is what came up.

I guess this is what it comes down to