Lesson

At the end of this prayer session 
I have learned another great lesson

Some lessons are easy 
They tend to please me

Others are tricky
I’m too proud for them to teach me

I never read the Bible as a child
I grew into a woman who was way too wild

Witnessing miracles with wonder
So many questions I have now to ponder 

Where did I go when I chose to wander
Nothing could wake me not even thunder

North, South, East & West
All the places the devil liked best

If a child reads the word does he learn it
Will he keep it

If the Father knows the word to preach it
The son becomes the man who will teach it

If a mother is deaf can she listen
How can she learn being so different

A mother who can’t hear listens to the son
The son is blessed by the Holy One

Why do people raise their hands to preach?
Does it improve the lesson they have to teach?

While an infant’s outstretched arms ask for help from anyone near it
A sinner knows salvation is only given by the Father, through his Son & The Holy Spirit

Written by Lady In Heels ??
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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