Come sit at My feet and rest your head upon My knee
Let Me wipe that frown from off your brow
Why do you look as if you had the worries of the World upon your shoulders?
Have I not told you many times
Bring all those problems to me?
Why worry about tomorrow, the bills, the food, the clothing you should buy?
Have I not told you I will provide for you?
Why, why do you never trust Me?
Your voice is sweet and fragrant rising to My ear
I only wish you knew how much is pleases Me
When you just sit at My feet
Why do you struggle aimlessly to please Me?
When all I want is just a short time daily with you alone.
Come, walk with Me
Come, take My hand.
I put my hand in his so warm and soft
I squeezed and found a scar etched deep into His palm
I looked up to His radiant smiling face
And when I saw the love within those eyes
Tears of adoration sprang into my eyes.
'Why do you love me so my Lord' I cried.
'When all I every do is let you down'
'I LOVE YOU CHILD' He said, 'I LOVE YOU SO
AND THAT IS ALL YOU EVER NEED TO KNOW.
Susan Farndale (My first poem)
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