Prayer Time
Prayer Time
Written: by Miracle Man
September 18, 2020
We arise each morning feeling rushed,
always running late, face feeling flushed.
We take no time, for God and prayer,
then wonder why days are filled with despair.
If we’ll seek God’s direction for our day,
we’ll see petty annoyances melt away.
Life’s treadmill no longer has us feeling confused,
and we find lot's of our time we’ve misused.
At dusk, should we question where our time went,
remember, time spent in prayer was time well spent.
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