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Morning Coffee With The Lord By: Tom Wright 5/25/99 As I neared the old gent's campsite a faint voice I could hear. It seemed to sound distressed and I could detect a twinge of fear. I heard him say, "Why is it Lord, I am troubled on this day" ? That of these things I'm reminded in this quiet time as I pray. Just as this peaceful morning follows your springtime rain. I'm vexed within my spirit by thoughts that cause me pain. Nearby, sat an old tinplate coffee cup placed near his fire with care. As if expecting company he seemed to have placed it there. A second somewhat older cup was wrapped firmly in his callused hand. As he sipped his morning coffee he spoke to God, about our land. We've drugs and rape and too much crime and Babies being born from sin. As School children kill their classmates Lord, when will all this craziness end? We drop our bombs upon our fellow man those whom You said to love. Surely It's from shame we bow our heads as we petition your face above. They're are so many who are starving living their lives upon the street. Yet many offer not a helping hand to the destitute or needy we meet. Then Lord, I think of those lost souls for whom we show so little concern. At times we merely go our way trusting that You won't let one burn. Men's hearts are continually upon evil as you've said the last days would bring. While most of the news I see and hear seldom any makes my heart sing. As I quietly sit around a crackling fire contemplating what I'll do this day. I behold the beauty of your sunrise and for this privilege I did not pay. He said, this morning I close with a question am I what You would have me to be? I'm just a broken down old cowboy who's unworthy of your love for me. Hearing my snapping of a twig, the old gent said "Come and sit a spell, you won't be bored". For I'm just "fixin" to have a second cup of campfire coffee with the Lord. Written for "Wagon John", a friend who traveled the southwest in a covered wagon With car wheels on it.
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