What Contrast Ours!

A hymn to God and to my Jesus praise,
Imperfect words and music out of tune —
What contrast ours! For righteous are his ways,
But at his table he bids us to commune.

Potholes in the Road

Potholes in the road
Sometimes we get stuck
The Lord can pull us out
If we really want
But he’ll let us stay there
And will sometimes leave us
For longer than we’d like
Until we learn a lesson

Lord, I think I got the idea.

No Extra Time

I wish I had the extra time
That other people waste,
What I could do with all those hours:
Effectiveness increased!

But I do not! I have my own,
I have the present moment.
To make the best of what I have,
I am my own opponent.