Poetry

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Hello God, it's your old friend again...
we've been talking now many years
You've been listening to me since I remember
I could not have been more than two or three.

Your spirit just sprung up in my tiny heart
I captured something special from the start
how could just a baby...
meet a heavenly friend who stole their heart.

A child so young receiving the spirit of God
knowing He lived and heard her audible prayers
conversing with Him on a daily basis
understanding to pray and listen for a response.

I laid on the cold linoleum floor listening to sermons
the meaning of their messages fed my soul
those old gospel songs made me happy and joyful
Your spirit was there in my heart all the time.

I remember when I was young and tender...I trusted you
as I dipped in valley's of darkness...loosing my way
jerking the covers over my head as it thundered
You never left me, You'd grab my hand and brought peace.

This makes me think about it today Lord and I wonder...
why people don't believe in you?
If I was only two or three...then I knew You lived in me...
wouldn't You think they would have known You too?

I guess they would have their doubts about my age
about what I really did feel inside of my soul
they probably might not understand "I" did know You
You knew everything about me before I was born.

Life's funny isn't it God?
People don't know what's in the mind of another
they don't understand how Your spirit works
do they God...but "we" do don't we?

I had many struggles in this life God
I didn't blame you...I knew You were strengthening me
things weren't going to get any better for a long time
You brought me through painful patches of briars.

Many times as I knelt to pray
You were there...close enough to touch my hair
giving me strength to lean on You when I was weak
I was Your little friend...when I could just speak.

How could people not believe in You...God?
You've loaned me angel wings to fly above hurts and pains
You've never forsaken me...no, not one time in life
I was Your little friend...when I could just speak.

Oh, by the way, I thank you for Your benevolence
people who don't believe in You don't know what they're missing
You've been my salvation and my grace throughout life
I would be lost without You my dearest friend.

Your spirit, breathes, hears, sees, feels, smells, loves, gives,
what more could "we" ask for in this life?
I am Your friend, a child of God...the caregiver of life
what more could "I" ask for in this life?

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