Morning Prayers
Morning Prayers
by Rich Reith
As I wake, from the shores of Heaven
To start a day filled with joys and fears,
I converse with God as heart to heart,
In words of pain, and praise, and tears.
On the stairway to the edge of heaven
where prayers will reach our God of Love,
A place of strength, and truth, and light.
Prayers fly there as on wings of doves.
'Why do you allow war and death?'
"MAN chooses war, for I am Peace!!"
'Why do you allow troubled souls?'
"Trusting in Me would hope increase!"
'Why permit evil?' my heart wailed in pain.
"I gave you all life, the freedom to choose.
I gave instructions, many won't listen:
Compassion, you win, self-absorption, you lose."
"For this world,
my precious creation
has many obstacles man must scale
to prove their mettle, to make them strong,
But TOGETHER we can e'er prevail."
"Though too many people run from me
I remain knocking at their hearts door
To lift when down, to guide when lost
to give them hope, and strength restore."
"For in the middle of darkness, light remains
In the middle of death, life renews,
Though evil is strong, it cannot prevail.
But man has the choice, which will he choose?"
Ready to leave, still tasting his love
I whisper prayers on the silent street
'How can you know what we mortals must face?'
I hear,
"See the scars
on my hands,
on my feet"
Copyright © September 2009 by Rich Reith. All rights reserved
by Rich Reith
As I wake, from the shores of Heaven
To start a day filled with joys and fears,
I converse with God as heart to heart,
In words of pain, and praise, and tears.
On the stairway to the edge of heaven
where prayers will reach our God of Love,
A place of strength, and truth, and light.
Prayers fly there as on wings of doves.
'Why do you allow war and death?'
"MAN chooses war, for I am Peace!!"
'Why do you allow troubled souls?'
"Trusting in Me would hope increase!"
'Why permit evil?' my heart wailed in pain.
"I gave you all life, the freedom to choose.
I gave instructions, many won't listen:
Compassion, you win, self-absorption, you lose."
"For this world,
my precious creation
has many obstacles man must scale
to prove their mettle, to make them strong,
But TOGETHER we can e'er prevail."
"Though too many people run from me
I remain knocking at their hearts door
To lift when down, to guide when lost
to give them hope, and strength restore."
"For in the middle of darkness, light remains
In the middle of death, life renews,
Though evil is strong, it cannot prevail.
But man has the choice, which will he choose?"
Ready to leave, still tasting his love
I whisper prayers on the silent street
'How can you know what we mortals must face?'
I hear,
"See the scars
on my hands,
on my feet"
Copyright © September 2009 by Rich Reith. All rights reserved
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