By God Were Blessed

By God Were Blessed Things are out of place and seem so strange All of them we should change and re-arrange So continuously agreeable soon start to be Deeply loved and favored by you and me. If everyone were welcomed and reassured What was well-planned became preferred Choice and way in future will do each thing Love hearing songs a bird starts to sing. All our desires and goals we would fulfil With all of God's ways along with His will Why become egoistical or be obsessed Best things happen when by God are blessed. Jim Horn I just met Jon Freeman and his parents at St. James Episcopal last Sunday and wrote this poem for them.