Morning Prayer

so, Samsonite, or Samson-like was that about the hair?
Or was it more about the power-tripping I did there?
Or was it more ensuring place high up repayment plan,
So I could get the things I need from nature’s dried up land?

Whatever else, it says to me where my assurance is –
Or not – for all this indicates how small of faith mine is;
Which says to me, “Surprise, surprise – a net importer you;
If you don’t seek to draw in faith you’ll have I dried up slough.

Not faith to act, but faith to live, as I walk out Your word,
And things get tough, and tighten up, it seems to all absurd;
So Lord, how does one import faith from those through whom it flows?
“Watch carefully the ones you heed – the toxic ones must go”.

Thanks Lord, I will attend to that and shift my errant ways;
Thanks for Your guidance and Your help ’midst these converging days;
The day quite bright and sunny is as we move on today;
Be with us all and grace our lives in work, and school, and play.

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