Every time my daughter walks into the bathroom when I am in there (I know T.M.I.) she asks me to read this poem that is in a cute picture frame she likes to look at… I love that she asks because it is always such a good reminder to me, especially lately since I have been so busy.
The Difference
I got up early one morning and rushed right into the day;
I had so 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 answered, “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 tried every key in 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 so much to accomplish that I had to take time to pray.
