Gentle Soul

SPIRITUAL GROWTH POEMS AND STORIES GARDEN

at God's Little Acre by Rusti




NO TIME TO PRAY

I knelt to pray but not for long
I had too much to do
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.

So I knelt and said a hurried prayer
And jumped up off my knees
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.

All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer
No time to speak of Christ to friends
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.

No time, no time, too much to do
That was my constant cry
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time to die.

I went before the Lord, I came
And stood with downcast eyes
For in His hands God held a book
It was the book of life.

God looked into his book and said,
"Your name I cannot find
I once was going to write it down
But never found the time."

- Author Unknown -