The Difference

I woke up this morning feeling overwhelmed. I have a list a mile long of things to do- pay bills, laundry, mow (yes, I may behaving OCD because I occassionally tackle the lawn), jog, shower, prepare dinner, return phone calls, work on rentals, etc. Out of nowhere, a poem, that I used to keep in my wallet came to mind. I couldn’t remember its entirety, only a line. Not sure what we did before google.

I got up early one morning and rushed right into the day;
I had so much to accomplish, I didn’t have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me and grew heavier with 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 didn’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.
by Grace Naessens
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