So much to do, I’m in a race
Keeping my eyes peeled for a parking space
Irritation begins to grow
The cars are moving far to slow
At last I find my car a slot
Not near the entrance but its all they’ve got.
A great long list of things to buy
And so little time I need to fly.
Grab a trolley and off I race
dashing along at an impressive pace
My heart is pounding as I speed
Grabbing items that I need
Up one aisle and down another
sometimes wonder why I bother
Fifteen minutes is all I can spend
Hurry, hurry to the end.
The biggest hurdle is yet to come
The check out system, then I’ll be done
So which is the one with the shortest queue?
Quick calculations now to do
Position my trolley with care and I'll soon be through
The check out girl is all smiles and pimples
But too full of chat, its not that simple.
Grrrrrrrrr my irritation now is growing
I think my efficient plan is slowing
Tension's rising in my head
And my face turns rather red
Oh at last it is my turn!
This checkout lass has lots to learn
Now Where’s my purse? Have I forgot it?
frantic search... Phew! in my pocket!
Now back home and for a quick cuppa
Before I make a start apon the supper
Soon I will be on top of things
But just as I sit down the phone rings
Oh no who can this be?
I can do without people bothering me.
Letting out a grumpy groan,
I bark “Hello” into the phone
“If you’re selling something I really don’t want to know’
Hoping they will quickly go.
But as the person begins to speak
My knees wobble and I feel all weak
The voice I recognise from long ago.
I m brought up short, my tears start to flow
It is my heavenly father speaking so kind and slow
“Be still my child and know……”
“Why rush around and get so stressed?
I know what you need, and you are blessed
Be still and see the good it brings
Choose what is important and do those things
Don’t struggle and strive and rush around
Spend some time on holy ground
I’ve missed your voice, I’ve missed you child
Just stop your rushing, come back to Me
Rest in my presence, just sit and be “
Wow! As I listen to the precious word
I realise my rushing is so absurd
“Sorry Dad, please forgive my foolish ways”
My voice is a tremble and my heart amazed
“Please help me listen to You, my Lord” I say,
"And stop, look and listen every day”
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