The Difference

I got up early one moring
and rushed right into the day:
I had so much to accomplish
that I dodn't have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me,
and heavier came each task.
"Why doesn't God help me?" I wondered.
He answered, "You didn't ask."
I wanted to see joy an beauty,
but the day toiled on, gray and bleak:
I wondered why God didn't show me.
He said, "But you didn't seek."
I tried to come into God's presence:
I used all my keys in the lock.
God gently and lovingly chided,
"My child, you didn't knock."
I woke up this moring
and paused before entering the day;
I had so much to accomplish
that I had to take time to pray.
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