Obeying

Lord may I never miss knowing, every time You prosper me, In the course of passing through my humanness, I have times I do not see, A blessing that You've bestowed, or a touch of Your mercy and grace, Or I may forget that Your presence, truly is a special place, And in the living of this earthly life, may I not get in such a rush, That I don't enjoy the little things, and then listen to the hush, For this world can push one to their limits, and it can get too loud, So Lord I need to slow down, and be more humble, and less proud, Because every day is the time, for me to seek and do Your will, Then in my obeying You Lord, I see Your promises become real, And I will never be surprised, when Your miracles occur, For Lord You are the cure for what ails me, and You want me to prosper. Randy "Pops" Stone 04-29-12