A Sunday Prayer 11 Poem by David Harris

A Sunday Prayer 11

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Dear Lord I am coming today
to you for some answers,
which keep plaguing me.
Answers for which you can only give.
Why it is each time you seem to open a door for me,
yet when I reach it to go in,
the door slams in my face.
So many times in my life this has happened,
my life of joy one minute is lead to despair the next.
Yet to my friends the door stays open for them.
It makes me feel like crying instead of carrying on.
I give my unconditional love to everyone,
friend and foe alike.
Yet your love like my late parents
keeps turning me away.
What have I done so very wrong
you want to deny the goals I seek in my life?
I cannot deny you have given me things,
a loving wife and family friends from all over the world.
Therefore, why then do you deny my dreams of a better life,
and dash them every time they come close.
Dear Lord you know the answers,
please help me to understand.
Because without those answers
I do not feel any kind of man.
So I am turning to you
Dear Lord help me understand.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Andrew mark Wilkinson 21 October 2007

Sadly my friend, life has it's up's and down's, when you think you have found happiness, something comes along to slam the door in your face, but you get up brush yourself down and move on... The lord gives you Strength to get up again...

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Meggie Gultiano 21 October 2007

David, the Lord is not turning His back to you. He is just waiting for you to come to Him in prayer and ask HIm to reveal His message to you. Maybe you are just too busy, and you are not sensitive to the leanings of the Holy Spirit. Ask for guidance, ask for wisdom..and wait, wait..I know He will reveal it to you in time.Maybe He is just teaching you to be patient..remembere, patience is same as being humble.. I can say this with all my heart because i pass this way too.. hugs, Meggie

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