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