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Ungrateful Child

If my child came to me in need with confidence that I would heed his plea, responding right away, giving my help without delay, if then he took my gift and left, would I not feel a bit bereft if he gave no more thought to me until one more emergency? Is that not how I treat my Lord, taking him at his loving word, beseeching when the need is there, forgetting him when times are fair? Dear Lord, I come with hat in hand, to let You know I understand that You are there through thick or thin, whether I lose or if I win. So now, right now, upon my knee, I'm thanking You for helping me through sorrows and admitting too the days I have forgotten You. I long to be the grateful one acknowledging all that You have done.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 9/3/2014 12:22:00 PM
A beautiful prayer spoken in poetry Joyce. Congratulations on your win.
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Date: 9/1/2014 2:20:00 PM
This is so good, Joyce. I have lately been reminding myself that I have not been as attentive to Him as I should be. Thank you for writing and posting this poem.
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Date: 9/1/2014 11:56:00 AM
- Truly a wonderful poem dear Joyce ! - Lovely thoughts to share, thanks :) - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 9/1/2014 11:30:00 AM
Joyce...bless you for this reminder. I know...we come to him with lists and forget that foremost in our prayers should be praise! "He dwells among the praises of His people. He Loves to hear them call upon His name!" Praise and thanksgiving...then confession and supplication! I loved this piece, my dear. Thank you for your visit today. Just a little typo...Please check the last line of the fourth stanza. I think you needed an OR there! ;) Hugs
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