Prayers really help. This poem explains it for me. |
Isn’t funny? In the blink of an eye Reality is fantasy Truth is lie? Isn’t it odd? In the turn of a head What once was spoken Is now left unsaid? I notice it all As my life goes on by And every day I wonder why Why am I here? What purpose is mine? Do I have a purpose? I watch for a sign I search for a sign To speak to my soul To lighten my heart To help make me whole I don’t know where To turn or to go Then I remember Words from now and long ago I fold my arms Though I’m not at my bed I close my eyes And bow my head I pour out my soul To my maker, my friend I ask him to comfort me And love me to the end I ask him to help me And I know it will be done Simply because he loves me As he does every daughter, every son He embraces me In is arms, so kind I know that he Will help me find Someone who’s presence Will help me get by Who will be my friend No matter why Finally I feel at peace And get up from my chair I open my eyes And see you standing there You stand there watching And willing to be The friend that I want And the friend that I need I know you notice The grief in my life And I know that you wish You could take away the strife My eyes search yours And I know you understand I know that in dark times You’ll take my hand I have the answer To my prayer I realize again How much He cares After all, He sent you to me That alone helped me His love, to see Isn’t it funny? Through one simple prayer Our needs are fulfilled And we know God is there. |