Is This All There Is

I woke one morning, the usual way, a cig in one hand and coffee to start the day my thoughts still cloudy as morning turns to day I grabbed the good book, and began to pray. I started out thanking my God as I pray but lost my train of thought and began to stray I thought to myself, how he found me astray brought me back to the fold in the usual way. I thought to myself "is this all there is?" in a strange kind of way he said quite out loud "get up and decide if you want to go or stay I knew what he meant as I rose up to face another day where I come from, its a miracle to see where I've been led astray. No there's more to this day if we just accept it his way Surrender my will, pray