The Difference

This poem was given to me many years ago on a little bookmark by a sweet, godly lady in my home church. I remember how these words bore into my heart back then, and again today as it came to my memory and I had to find it. Isn't this all too often how I approach my day, my life?! What a shame and disgrace. I am without excuse and can only say that I must, I MUST, do better.

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{by Grace L. Naessens}

The pictures behind these convicting words are of Mendoza, Argentina. Our God-appointed destiny. How can I have any hope of being useful and effective, if I don't take the time to get a hold of God?!? I so need His power and strength to make it through each day. Yet, so often I forget to simply go to Him and ask Him for His divine help.

Lord,

May I learn to lean more upon you with each passing day.

May I stop letting them slip away from me

without pausing to make sure you are the most integral part of each one.

Thank you for loving me enough to put up with me--

even though you know me better than I know myself.

You chose to love me when you died on Calvary 

and you love me still even when I am a disobedient child 

that often ignores you. 

I thank you for the grace that you bestow on me everyday

I am so undeserving

Forgive me, Father, and help me to do things that will please You--

starting with having a better relationship with You.

Your little child,