This hand written poem was given to me on Sunday. Its words had such meaning; the individual had it memorized and was able to quickly jot it down. Special thanks to the one who contributed this. I typed it below for you to enjoy.
Power of Prayer
I woke 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 won’t God help me?” I wondered.
He answered, “You didn’t ask!”
The storm toiled above me
and the day so gray and bleak;
“Why won’t God show me Glory?”
I wondered why God didn’t show me;
He answered “you didn’t seek.”
I tried to walk on strongly
But got stuck at every lock;
“Why won’t God open doors for me?
He answered, “you didn’t’ knock.”
I woke up early this morning,
and paused before entering the day;
I had so much to accomplish I had to take time to pray.”
Thanks to the one who shared this, I pray its words will impact others.
If you have something about prayer you would like to share, just comment in the comment section below and I will follow up.