Tuesday, July 12, 2005

 

Busy

I got up early one morning
And rushed right into the day;
I had so much to accomplish
That I didn’t have time to pray

Problems just tumbled about me,
And heavier came each task.
"why doesn’t God help me?"
I wondered. He answered.
"You didn’t ask."

I wanted to see joy and beauty,
but the day toiled on, grey and bleak;
I wondered why God didn’t show me.
He said,
"but you didn’t seek".

I tried to come into God's presence;
I used all my keys at the lock.
God gently and lovingly chided,
"My child, you didn’t knock"

I woke up early this morning,
And paused before entering the day;
I had so much to accomplish
That I had to take time to pray.

Anon

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