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Apr 2010
I got up early one morning,
and rushed into the day.
I had so much to accomplish,
that I didn't have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me,
and heavier came each task.
"Why doesn't God help me?" I wondered.
He answered, "You didn't ask."
I wanted to see joy and beauty,
but the day toiled on, gray and bleak.
I wondered why God didn't show me,
He said, "But you didn't seek."
I tried to come into God's presence,
I used all my keys at the lock.
God gently and lovingly chided,
"My child, you didn't knock."

I woke up early this morning,
and paused before entering the day.
I had so much to accomplish
that I had to take some time to pray.
I didn't write this, and I don't know who did. But I hope it hits your hear somehow, in some way.
I'm not a perfect Christian, nobody is. But this is the Truth, your day is so much different when you take some time to recognize.
Written by
Alex Coleman
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