Sometimes I sit and ponder Lord
"Why have you put me here?"
What great gifts do I have to offer"
None come to mind I fear
I was never a brilliant Scientist
Laboring to discover a cure
Nor am I a gifted Poet
Producing great literature
I'm not a learned Physician
With the power to save lives
Nor a Soldier in battle
Striving to survive
What was your Master Plan
When you chose to give me life?
Am I destined to live it forever
A victim of pain and strife?
When will my burdens be lifted?
Will I ever be free?
Lord, help me to understand
Why you have chosen me.