Worry is an attack method used on the mind,
I am going through a rough and antoganizing time
Lord I am waiting patiently for you...
To speak to me and tell me what I should do.
I have been taught to just sit and wait,
But that is hard to do-when FPL is coming today.
My rent is over due-The first or the fifth to pay,
For the occupation of the premises that is being used.
But I was taught to wait with faith-There's nothing I can do.
My car broke down on the side of this church...
I ran out of gas-and hardship seems to be a curse,
Lord I am waiting patiently on you.
Losing my job may be my fate-No bus fair to get to work this day.
Heavenly Father if in your will-be Merciful upon me and your Blessings please reveal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem