Poem -

Faithfully Hopefully

Faithfully Hopefully

Helpless
hopeless
desperate times

They can't last forever

Can they?

Time to do
what I haven't
done in years

Drop to my
creaky knees
and
pray to God

That very same
supreme being
I've doubted
and neglected
for so long

I've even mocked
the concept
intellectually

as voodoo theology 

I just hope
the Lord
is still open
for business

Pray he still
loves me
and my
blotted soul

Maybe he can
truly be my
desperate
salvation

If he does
take a moment
from his busy
schedule to 
help pull me
out of this pit

I will never
ever lose my faith

At least until
I need divine 
intervention again

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sparrowsong

Hello Steve...

As I read this and others will...

At the same time we are praying with you...

Keep us posted on the blessings that come your way...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs and Smiles! 

sparrowsong 

P.S. God's business never closes...

You are his business...

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author
Steve Green

Thank you my angel and thanks for the inspiring PS

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author
Bradford

Hey Steve ,  I know alot of people who feel the same way .I have some friends like this but that does not mean God stopped loving them too. He has a big heart and always gives you chances ,sometimes we fail to listen .cheers rock 

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author
Steve Green

Thank you kind sir for the inspiring words

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