Worry Poem by Bob Gotti

Worry

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Friend worry is just Satan’s ploy, to rob you of your God given joy.
He may say that you have control, as he desires to ruin your soul.
Worry not; a command of The Lord, by many simply goes ignored.
Seek first The Kingdom of God, this He says with a confident nod.

Also seek His Righteousness, and He will fill your heart with bliss.
Seek Him first, my dear friend, and all will be yours come the end.
Your concerns to Him just release, and He’ll fill you with His peace.
His Peace that comes from above, comes with His unceasing Love.

Worrying friend will never achieve, what Satan leads you to believe
Not only is worry a waste of time, it robs you of your peace of mind.
Worrying will not add to your life, but fill your heart with undue strife,
Giving your heart unneeded grief, instead of delivering to you relief.

My friend, be not one of little faith, while you anxiously contemplate,
Fearing what may be next in life, which only adds to unneeded strife.
Think upon everything God does, to fill your heart instead with trust,
Christ at work in your daily deeds, is there supplying all your needs.

Look at all the birds up in the air, which feed and live without a care,
And how God clothes all the grass, which only for one season lasts.
The Lord who cares for all the earth, placed on you a special worth,
So friend, worry not about your life, simply give it all to Jesus Christ.

(Copyright ©04/2006)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Poetry Hound 25 April 2006

Hey Bob, do you think it's possible to give your prayers a boost by putting on a wizard’s robe and waving a magic wand around while you’re praying? I figure it can’t hurt. Maybe there’ll be a puff of smoke and your prayers will be answered. By the way, I think the reason Jesus doesn’t perform magic miracle tricks anymore is that guys like Harry Houdini and generations of professional magicians have made Jesus’ miracles look pretty tame. How is he going to compete with guys who can escape from handcuffs in a box under water or catch flying bullets in their teeth? He really needs to chuck that walking-on-water routine and come up with a new act. He could test it out on the kiddie birthday circuit, then graduate to corporate gigs, and then one day he might make it to a Las Vegas showroom. Then he’d have a huge audience and he could tell everyone that they’re all sinners and that he’ll expunge their records if they fall in love with him. But he’ll have to have a lot of razzle-dazzle in his act while he’s proselytizing. If he just does card tricks or makes a coin disappear in his hand, I think a lot of people will find it kind of dull.

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Sugar Bear 24 April 2006

Beautiful! I keep re-reading it over and over again, I love it! He who believes in the Lord will be blessed their greatest wishes! You sir, are belessed! My troubles always cease when I believe God will take care of them and I stop worrying about it. Great poem I wish to give you more than just a silly 10! Love always Sugar bear

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