No Time to Pray
I got up early one morning
and rushed right into the day;
I had so much to accomplish
that I didnt have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me,
and heavier came each task.
“Why doesnt God help me?” I wondered.
He answered, “You didnt ask.”
I wanted to see joy and beauty,
but the day toiled on, gray and bleak;
I wondered why God didnt show me.
He said, “But you didnt seek.”
I tried to come into Gods presence;
I used all my keys at the lock.
God gently and lovingly chided,
“My child, you didnt 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.