On 02-18-15

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.