No Fancy Prayers
Saturday night…alone…Mother weeps
bitterly…no tears on her cheeks.
A Doxology to end the day.
The Enemy roars...as The El interrupts
her syncopated sleep…dreaming.
“God is good all the time…All the
time God is good.”
Uneasy questions…Why the pressure,
the pain, the crushing, the agony?
His blood soaked hands reach down...to
comfort her.
Awake again…a simple prayer… “Lord, thank
you for waking me up this morning.”
Broken pieces of a shattered
life…perfected.
Inspired by...Psalm 3...The women of Keystone Baptist-Chicago...Psalm 102...Sister Rita...Jeremiah 31:15-17...Psalm 100:5
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