When he returned to them again,
He found them sleeping where they lay.
They could not wait and watch with Him,
and knew not what to say.
When our Dear Lord returns for us
will we be found in such a state?
Will lack of prayer bring His disgust
or will we watch and wait?
Dear Jesus, help me stay awake
to pray with you both day and night.
Please let the path I daily take
lead to Your holy light.
Monday, November 14, 2016
Monday, November 7, 2016
More than a Poem
My feeble attempts to live this life
are full of sin and stress and strife.
It seems the harder I try to win,
the sooner I fail and begin again.
Yet greater still, as I hear Him call,
is His love for me that conquers all.
So though I fail and at times rebel,
He loves more than a poem can tell.
are full of sin and stress and strife.
It seems the harder I try to win,
the sooner I fail and begin again.
Yet greater still, as I hear Him call,
is His love for me that conquers all.
So though I fail and at times rebel,
He loves more than a poem can tell.
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