I've been inspired lately to write some prayers. Here's the first:
Where
Were You, Lord,
I
asked,
when I knelt for hours and prayed for your guidance?
The
Lord answered:
Did
you not feel me in the cool breeze I sent you?
No,
Lord. I got cold and went inside.
The
Lord replied:
Did
you not hear me in the Robin's song?
No,
Lord. I found the birdsong distracted my prayer and
I shut the windows.
The
Lord replied:
I
sent the warm rays of the sun to shine on your face.
But,
Lord, I got uncomfortably hot.
So
I closed the blinds and turned on the air conditioning.
The
Lord replied:
I
am here now, and always will be.
No, not
right now, Lord.
I've
too many things to worry about.
~JT~
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