Each night I lay my head down, upon my pillowed bed….I close my eyes and picture him, above my billowed head.
Thoughts begin to flood my mind, causing so much chaos…. he calmly reaches down to me…. his voice just like a seance.
I ask of him so many things, each and every day…. yet all he’s ever asked of me is that I sit and pray.
He reaches down from far above… hands infused with infinite love…. he holds my hand and leads the way…yet all he asks….. is that I pray.
As teardrops fill my heart and my world feels cold and gray…his warm and loving arms reach out, with comfort everyday.
Patient-ly he sits and waits…he knows one day i’ll say…. Dear lord, I think I understand…
All I needed was to Pray!