Perspective

We,re too far from our praying when 
we should seek out his face.
We're too long, deep in mourning when 
the heart should feel God's grace.

We're too long keeping silent when 
the voice inside says, 'why?'
We're too long sitting dormant when 
the body cries out, 'try.'

We're too soon apt to follow when 
we should go forth and lead.
We often say, 'tomorrow,' when 
it's now that people need.

We're too soon prone to argue when 
to whisper wins the day.
We're too slow to the rescue when 
a child is in the fray.

We're too soon prone to crying when 
each prayer is answered, friend.
We're too long slaves to fears and yet 
the soul is quick to mend.

We often think of having, and 
forget where need is great.
We often hear those hurting and 
should be there to relate.

We're too slow being contrite when 
our knees is where we pray.
We often beg to see light when 
God's here to lead our way.

We often act so selfish when 
we need to do what's right.
By learning what to cherish we 
will always stand upright.

                      Perspective
                      11-26-14
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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