Finding God

Do my riches demonstrate God's favor? Am I really walking the narrow path? Is my life truly spiced with His flavor? Or am I doomed to experience his wrath? I sit in a church and I bow my head. Wanting so badly to do the right thing. Yet deep inside I am feeling so dead. Wanting true comfort, I pray and I sing A small lady, with sparkle in her eye, places a gentle hand on my head. "Just let go control, you don't have to try." I listened carefully to what she said. "True life is a gift you can never earn. The sacrifice has already been made. Put riches in heaven, they'll never burn." At the foot of the cross, my heart was laid. Second attempt at Gail's contest, this time I read the directions.