As the night turned to day,
the sky seemed a type of gray.
The silence of the early morning,
as often gave me wonder just what
of this day may.
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Moving about, things begin to come to mind, family, freinds anew
and old, guests, yes even pests.
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When down, wondering why and how the sky becomes gray, somewhere within a voice began to say, "you haven't prayed today, come talk with Me today. The answers are among the day, come, begin to pray."
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My questions began to be clear, just as a soft breeze blew in and out of each strand of hair, small voices, little flutters seemed to dance in the air.
^i^
A glance upward, shown a ray of light, pressing down, now in the dawn of the morning light.
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As I prayed, God knew just what I'd pray, reminding me of others, along with the words I'd say.
Only then, did I see the wonders of He....for you see....when I put them before me....He answered me.
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As the day begins with a prayer of others, whomever they may be, your needs seem to disappear, everything becoming very clear, so simple indeed.
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Soon the day will come to end, know that Gods' ray of light has been shining upon me this day, for He has given me this day to pray for others,their needs to help through the day.
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As the spirit writes within me this day, know that you and yours are on my list today. May Gods' breeze, with His tender touch, be with each and every day.
Dee Oborn
2-26-2000
they'll be taken up
