LET'S PRAY

Rude awakening

To the days that I set sail
To the hopes that I might fail
To the days that I will pray

For a win
That won’t be another whim away
So, I say hey!

Good times,
for the days that I hope that I lasted heyday

To live life
And hope that I may weigh

Into

the ideas of living
Like I got my days made

Two times for the moment
I hope you understand
That pains wane.

…

Joy comes in the morning
And I rejoice as the days came

Heeding the warnings
That the Lord keeps resounding
In my heart’s way

So, let’s PRAY.

Father,

Be my guide in all my days.

That I will be in truce with what you’ve set before me, that I will not put forward myself before thee, that in all my actions I wholeheartedly mirror thee, that Christ in me is not just the ideas propagated for pleasantries, but the total semblance of whom I be.

AMEN.