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Take it to the Lord

Take it to the Lord Sad and troubled feelings are upon us in different hues Deeply disturbed but brave it, showing little or no clues Bottled inside, turmoil within – the grief only multiplies The malady when shared with Him, is guaranteed to minimize. Shed the shyness, the inhibition, the reservation, the ego Unlock those chains to bring the calm that you forego Lift the lid of that urn that has long been steaming Share those locked up feelings with Him who is good at listening. Friends, family, siblings, peers, neighbors are all too busy With their load of problems which they also find hard to carry God who seems so far away in his heavenly abode Is waiting to extend his comforting hand; to take off your load. Sincerely seek His protection, His guiding hand never doubt You need not utter long and complicated prayers aloud Join your hands in simple conversation and make your requests Then wait patiently for Him to show how He bequests. He will give you what you’ve asked for and much much more You’ll be astounded, ecstatic by His grace and generous measure After prayers are answered, and you tarry away unburdened To thank Him and praise His Holy name to others, be certain. Inspired by my life circumstances. By Mariette Ross (2017)

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