Praying Hands


THE DIFFERENCE


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, gray 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 didnt'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.


© Grace L. Naessens


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