Everyday Prayer

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Well it always comes to this,

so busy living life,

I become the god of my own storylines;

and with excuse after excuse

about having no time for You,

I run round in circles til I stop for breath

 

I sit down to decide, to plan,

regroup, re-strategize,

having forgotten it's no use;

so of this tangled mess of strands

that I've made of my life,

let me pick the path that pleases You.

 

Well it's no wonder that tonight,

like so many nights,

with a vengeance

Sister Sleep eludes me still;

trying to be the mastermind,

forgetting there’s a line

between letting and not letting

go the wheel

 

But after all these years

You're still here--I can see You now,

crossing Your arms,

shaking Your head,

like a parent to a child

I spy a gentle smile as You

let me pick the path that pleases You.

I sit down to decide, to plan,

regroup, re-strategize,

having forgotten it's no use;

so of this tangled mess of strands

that I've made of my life,

let me pick the path that pleases You.