February 23, 2005

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  THE DIFFERENCE
  

  I got up early one morning and rushed right into the day

  I had to much to accomplish that I didn’t have time to pray

  Problems just tumbled about me, and heavier came each task;

  “Why doesn’t God help me?” I wondered. He said, “You didn’t ask.”

  I wanted to see joy and beauty, but the day toiled on gray and bleak;

  I wondered why God didn’t show me. He said, “But you didn’t seek.”

  I tried to come into God’s presence; I used all my keys at the lock

  God gently and lovingly chided, “My child, you didn’t knock.”

  I woke up early this morning and paused before entering the day;

  I had to much to accomplish that I had to take time to pray.
  

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