The End of Questioning

Are you asking difficult questions that seem to have no answers. If you had all the answers, you would be God. And, you know you're not!

Satified with answers
Reasoned out with care,
I continued smuggly
As long as life was fair.

But cruel circumstances
Struck me here and there,
And now more questions stop me cold,
Reason fails me and I know,
All my questions will fade away
When I see Your face.

All my questions will be gone
Like morning mist on a summer's day.
When I see Your face,
When I see You, LORD, face to face.