Good morning, Lord
I feel so out of touch with you because I have not met with you much lately. Lord, please forgive me. There is no good excuse, no matter what. Material possessions have taken up my time, just as you warned me about. Lord, thanks for waking me up early today, so I could spend time with you. I dedicate this poem to you.
The Things of Earth–
I drift away from the Lord of me
Tossed about as a wave on the sea
Bouncing along the angry surf
Pulled away by the things of earth.
My possessions take many hours away
From spending time with Him each day
Zapping me of all my life
Leaving me with stress and strife.
When all I really need is love
From my heavenly Lord above
He has the power to satisfy
Like nothing else that I could buy.
And when I’m done with things to do
I seek my Lord for a minute or two
He looks with love upon my face
And reminds me of His perfect grace.
He’s waited patiently all day
For me to wander o’er His way
And listen to His words so dear
Telling me to have no fear.
He whispers words of love and peace
He holds the key to my release
From things that hold me close to earth
Which really have no heavenly worth.
So now I vow upon a whim
To set aside some time for Him
My worship is for God alone
Not for “things” that I have known.
And now my story has reached its end
May I suggest one thing, my friend?
Put your earthly things aside
In the Lord’s presence do abide.