Telva D. Bolkcom
A Place For Prayer - Poem by Telva D. Bolkcom
No matter where I am, when
troubles come and no escape I find.
I stop and go to God in prayer,
and tell Him just, what's on my mind. Sometimes I'm driving down the highway,
or standing in a crowded grocery store.
But when it's something I can't handle,
I find I need God even more. I'd really like to set aside a time,
and place to say a quiet prayer.
But it isn't always possible to find,
peace and solitude waiting there. So I thank the Lord that He can,
meet me, anytime and any place.
And take my many cares away,
while I feel His love's embrace.
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