Sunlite Wanter Poet Rhyme

One Sunday Morning

One Sunday Morning

Sunday morning March cold winds blow,
And I know in the past they would not deter,
For God’s house is so very near, but I hear
A myriad of excuses in my ear.

There’s that car breakdown that happened last week,
What if? What if? It were to stop in a gale,
Or parking places would be filled for the lame,
Oh, yes, the flu is a danger to the frail.

I rationalize until I am much too late,
Though I pray for God’s understanding,
And He seems to hear me – I know He does,
He forgives me, and He is reminding.

Then I open my bible quietly,
And my home becomes His this day.

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Jennifer Proxenos March 16, 2019 at 3:19 PM What a beautiful poem Sunlite - He know this Sunday is His for He is omnipresent. Thank-you for sharing. Poetry hugs, Jennifer.

Caren Krutsinger March 6, 2019 at 3:27 AM Oh, I am so feeling this one, understanding full well, and empathizing in large amounts. Darling, Sunlite. Well done indeed!

John Hardison March 3, 2019 at 10:23 PM We do need to be faithful to his day and word. Thanks. Love, Peace, and Joy

Gershon Wolf March 3, 2019 at 9:51 PM Gosh. This is really moving, my friend. I know no other words for it than 'just right!' Keep the faith! :) gw

Bette Bavington March 3, 2019 at 3:27 PM God says where one or more have gathered there I am in the midst of them. It is not the building who makes up the church it is the people. God knows what is in your heart. Good write. So open up your bible and read.

Heidi Sands March 3, 2019 at 1:55 PM Very nicely written Sunlite! A comforting ending too :)

Judy Ball March 3, 2019 at 1:21 PM Amen my friend and sister He is not just in the building down the street He is in our home too. He makes His residence in our own body. All we have to do is invite Him in. Our body is a temple, whose temple it is is up to us. Great job here. We've all been there. God Bless, JB

Anne-Lise Andresen March 3, 2019 at 12:53 PM - Life's small realities ... and some beautiful thoughts one Sunday morning, Sunlite :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Michael Wise March 3, 2019 at 12:34 PM Exactly! This day and every day! Beautiful! :)