Sixty-Six

Sometimes I ask myself,
Why do I even bother?
Why do I bother when in the end, I get punished along; when in the end, I still end up getting yelled at or blamed; when in the end, I end up without thanks, anyway?
Why bother?



But when something bad happens,
And I feel scared, nervous, or helpless;
When I wing a prayer to Him and He actually answers, 'Yes',
I remember.
And I remind myself,
'That's why I bother'.