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A Sunday Away From ChurchThis Sunday was different I didn't like it as much. I was lonley and bored, Staying away from church. I felt I was being ignored. This Sunday seemed so long not like others I have known. I missed the fellowship of friends, in this custom I wouldn't have grown, my closeness with God would end. I missed the sweetness of smiles, and the firm handshakes too. Lord, I really wish my family, could find deep love for you, I want them to go with me. It places on me, the responsibility Of letting your light shine through. Showing your love to them, and what it's like serving you, also their heart try to win. I know I have failed this task, so I surrender it to your will. I give myself to heed your call, and your desire for me fulfill. Yes, Lord here is for you - my ALL. If there's something I should say, let me say it for YOU just right. If there's something I should do, let me do it with all my might. My life is no good without YOU. Norma Duncan Feb. 16, 1986 (I was church secretary for six years. I often slipped one of my poems onto the back of the bulletin. This was one of them.) Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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