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Topic: Beginnings (05/31/04)

TITLE: New Every Morning
By Lynne Gaunt
06/02/04

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I yelled at my daughter again today.
I was so busy with laundry and chores.
Her toys were strewn about, right in my way,
Her clothes on the floor – not in drawers.

Then the woman who promised to help me
With my Sunday School class this week,
Called to tell me she just couldn’t get free.
My day really was looking bleak.

When I went to my car, to run to the store,
I found my rear tire was flat.
Frustration filled me, right to the core.
I was ready to blow – that was that.

My husband came home one hour late.
The chicken I grilled was now black!
The kids were grumpy, like lions in a crate.
When their Dad came, I cut him no slack.

I was glad when my family was finally in bed.
I was ashamed at my unplanned reactions
To the everyday troubles and roadblocks that fed
My anger and caused such distractions.

I had so much to do, was feeling such stress,
I’d forgotten my time with my Master.
Didn’t lay at his feet all I had to address.
My own efforts just led to disaster.

As I lay on my bed, moonlight streaming in
I finally gave it up to my Savior.
I felt he’d been waiting for me to give in,
To confess my shortfalls and behavior.

I drifted to sleep, feeling better by far
Than the rest of the day put together.
Although I had fallen so short of the bar,
Jesus’ love would not fail me – not ever!

When I woke in the morn, my outlook was brighter,
I would not live this day like the last.
God’s mercies were new, my burden was lighter.
In all trouble I would hold to him fast.

I rose from my bed, then got to my knees,
Bowed my head in humble submission.
“O Lord, help me honor your name, and please
Help me have a heart of contrition.”

I opened my Bible, and began to read,
My Lord was so faithful to guide.
Now I was ready, naught else did I need,
I could stand strong against any tide.


Member Comments
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Dian Moore06/07/04
Good advice for everyday living. You hit it right on the nose that without God everything turns to mush. Good job!
Gary Sims06/08/04
Lynne - And He was standing strong by your side in the middle of your terrible day. Otherwise, how would you have known that what you did was wrong? Reminding us and Convicting us are key attributes of the Holy Spirit. Good poem. We have all been there all too often. - Gary
Lana Fletcher06/08/04
A nicely done poem with a fun but awesome lesson.
Deborah Porter 06/09/04
Lynne, I always enjoy a good story poem and this was very enjoyable to read (even though it was relating a stressful day). Enjoyed the scene you set, right down to the black grilled chicken.

Fun read, which also made a great point. With love, Deb
Mary Elder-Criss06/09/04
Wow! Were you in my home on Monday?? Nicely presented message with a fun twist (liked the black chicken) that still held the power to convict me. Blessings! Mary
Juanita Pittman-Brown06/09/04
Lovely poem...I greatly enjoyed it...The truth in the lovely phrasing of poetry is music to my soul...It was like a short story in my favorite form -- poetry...Mighty piece that shares how wonderful it is to know Our Savior, Jesus...God bless...Juanita Pittman-Brown
L.M. Lee06/09/04
what a typical day you have described! too true!
Dan Blankenship 06/09/04
One Word: Fantastic!

God Bless!
Sincerely,
Dan Blankenship
www.therunninggirl.com

P.S. grrrrrrr....just remembered, I am missing Seinfeld - gotta run!

B Price06/10/04
wonderful. great message. and as a mom I can relate looking back and realize my shortcomings.
We all need to say our prayers before getting out of bed. And one that I think we all can relate to somehow or fashion with kids or whatever the distraction is.
Easy to read.
thanks.
gillian liversedge06/11/04
I really enjoyed this poem, and, like others have commented, I could really relate to it. I, also, liked the blackened chicken bit- mine was very overdone earlier this week! Thanks! Gillian