BODY PARTS PRAYER | GOD IS CARELESS | I FAILED, BUT | MY BIO, GOD'S POEM | PICKPOCKETED | PIERCED | THE LORD'S PRAYER | TIME

Pickpocketed
 

He was close to me

seemingly friendly,

but just pretending,

living a lie.

 

I was helping those in need...

a woman and children next to me.

I was basking in joy and light,

so blessed, fulfilled and free!

 

But Satan came

disguised in light (as always).

He played his game:

he tricked me,

stole from me,

then took flight

into the night.

 

Father God,

I've pretended too

as I've walk this sod

without You,

doing what I wanted to do.

 

Please forgive me, Lord.

Let me truly live.

Not hoard,

but truly give.

Make me free indeed,

a sower of true seed.

 

And when men hurt me,

by accident

or intentionally,

I'll remember the Lamb and Lion

of Calvary.

 

I'll still love skies of blue

and Your great grace,

 in any hue.

I'm already gray!

But I'll never get old

and hardened by the hurt

and the cold.

 

Even so, come quickly Lord Jesus.

I'm not all that strong,

so don't be long!

                                        bob mulloy