Waking up to a gloomy morning My eyes refuse to open My tongue resists to speak What can I say To a parent’s of a young man Whose body is laying in front of me? Words have left me this morning Help me, God To get through this difficult officiating Show me how to comfort the broken hearts Give me back the words to pray for the young-lost soul Waking up this morning was the hardest thing to do My heart aches just as much As any parents burying their offsprings Show me, God How to pray for the death Tell me how to comfort the living 🙏 Dedicated to our Pastor Pancho Crystal H. Vo 03/26/2018
