The Lord is my Shepherd
And I have been found wanting.
I know Your commandments
But they are so very daunting.
I kneel and I pray
As I have been taught,
But in seconds it seems
I remember what I bought!
Forgive me my Lord
But that dress was so fine.
I knew You’d forgive me
I prayed for a sign.
The rain and the thunder
Was that washing my sin?
Or simply reminding me
At the psalms I should begin.
Each day I try harder
To keep your tenets at heart,
But some days I swear
I can’t even start!
Yea, though I walk
With You by my side
By journey is blessed
You know I have tried.
Thou art my hope Lord
For the future that beckons
When evil is near
I’ll try not to take seconds!
Guide me my Lord
My heart is truly yours
And one day I pray
I will be at your shores.
Pam, this is so touching and humorous at the same time. Your prayer sounds so much like mine. I start out so earnest and then I wander off, apologize, and get myself back on track. I just blame it on old age! 🙄
🐾Ginger 🐾
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Like fine wine you only get better with age!
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Love your prayer! I am sure God giggled as HE watched over you😀
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hahah . I hope so!
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For sure 😃
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Beautiful and real! We’ve all been there. Except I shop for jeans. 🙂
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ooh I like jeans!
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🙂
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Great, Pamela.
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Thanks John
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This is very nice, Pam. I think trying counts (otherwise we are all doomed).
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I agree with you!
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While your poem makes me smile 🙂 I do think that as long as we try, that is what counts. 🙂
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I certainly hope so!
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