Why doesn’t God listen to me?
Doesn’t he know that when I call,
He should be ready to do my bidding,
I know that waiting is what completes faith,
It demands that I stop and be still,
Ensuring that I first ask, and then listen,
My impatience needs a lesson from stillness,
I have stopped and long to hear what God says,
Leaving my day’s worries to look after themselves,
Finding a sanctuary in the quiet rest of prayer.
I am tired of the disloyal loudmouth,
Spruiking endless friendship one day,
Then I am the worst person on earth,
He won’t hesitate for an instant to crucify me,
Quickly forgetting anything good said before,
Making me the purest saint then the worst sinner,
Instead of worrying what he thinks about me,
I will speak about what God is doing in my life,
Truth will find a home in the hearts seek it,
Save me from deceitful friends who lie to me,
Destroying hope and taking life whenever he can,
His web of lies will entangle him in his own misery,
I want the loving words of that bring me to prayer,
Leaving behind the confusion of lying word traps,
There is no rest for that life and it’s misery,
Instead I will develop a love for complete honesty,
Its cost hurting for a moment or two then gone,
I’ve found my solace for the hate thrown at me,
Kindness found in the words of salvation,
Gifts from true friends who nourish my life,
Sharing together the mercies of Grace and friendship.