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A Part of YouPosted Monday, January 31, 2011, at 2:24 PM
The beauty of prayer, it can be done any where, except, maybe while driving a car. With focus on Him, attention gets dim, and you might end up dead right where you are.
By Arley Steinhour 013111
Dear Father God,
PC Praising poetry, I do sitting down, my words typed, just needs to rhyme,
At times words come messy, at times very hard, and at time they flow extra fine.
You already know that I love you, so free flowing is the way words should go,
Without any attention to grammar or spelling, but sharing what my heart does know.
Sun brightly shining, new day has dawned, fine day for me you have made,
Clouds hide your bright smile, with snow in the air, another day that into I wade.
On the web, people chatter, about feeling the cold, crying, how deep the snow,
I do the same, humorously as I listen, some comments you don't want to know.
On most of the web's I frequent, the folks enjoy what you provide,
Christian webs mostly, language softer, Love for you they don't hide.
Jesus, Emmanuel, God With Us, In You the Church, some say Bride,
With faces beaming, the haters are screaming, our love for You, we can't hide.
The whole group of us, fill our role with joy, as a Royal part in you,
Eternally fitting into some part of you, even if it's the part in your shoe.
I got off track just a little, as I chatter like a squirrel in a tree,
I just wanted to say that I truly love You, knowing you Truly Love me.
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