THE DIFFERENCE

I got up 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 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.

Grace L. Naessens

THANKS TO DAFFY DUCK

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