On Prayer

The Proof, indeed, that God is there,
The guarantee He’s true,
Is only found in a life of prayer.
It’s the same for me and you.

In grievous depth or joyous height
By prayer keep one eye on God,
His peace within the darkest night
Is the Shepherd’s staff and rod.

And then: take counsel in His Word
In tearful times, rejoice!
More oft than not in prayer is heard
The Shepherd’s reassuring voice.

I cannot tell you what His will;
No theology or creed
Maps out the path He takes, and still,
He does what He decreed.

How oft we seek but what is lust
To dream of better things
And prayer seems but a carnal trust
And faith enriches kings.

But that’s not prayer, No! Not at all;
Our wants but misplaced greed!
No! Prayer is mercy’s clarion call
For God to intercede.

Man’s greatest thoughts are only crumbs
Of providential fare.
The banquet spread of blessings comes
As an answer to a prayer.

The heavens shout, “Look here! Look here!”
And thunderously skies applaud.
In standing ovation above this sphere
Acclaiming the works of God.

But yet much disbelief persists
In the slight of the skeptic’s pen.
Yet prayer, unswayed, by faith insists,
“Expect God to create again.”

Yet miracles are not the clue
Of God’s empowered Word.
His creative genius does imbue
Each prayerful cry that’s heard.

To walk with God as Enoch had
Speaks not of spiritual pride,
But a life’s awareness thru good and bad
Of the God who walks beside.

So, talk to Him! That is the key!
Seek Him; for, He is near.
The God Who others cannot see
For you, He will be there.

written 2018

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