Everything To Gain

You wake up in the middle of the night,
And you can't go back to sleep...
You think of all the problems,
Then start counting all those sheep!

You turn to God so wistfully,
And start praying for your friends,
For family and for neighbors...
There seems to be no end.

You thank Him for his provision,
For His protection, too,
And praise HIm for all that stuff,
That's been really bothering your.

Then suddenly your are smiling...
Your heart is full of joy!
You raise your hands toward heaven,
You've found the real McCoy!

Have you ever wondered,
At what His hands have made?
Especially this human race...
Will we ever make the grade?

And as you lay there thinking,
You finally fall back to sleep...
And when you awake in the morning,
You understand "My soul to keep!"

Will we ever know the reason,
Our Father gave us a brain?
As I remember His promises,
I know I have everything to gain.

God is that MAN upstairs!
The one on whom we can depend...
He is the Captain of our ship,
Our Redeemer and our Friend.

~ Eva May Young ~

It gives me a warm feeling in my heart to write poetry.  I am a "Golden Ager" shut-in and writing keeps my mind busy with something I've done ever since I was a child, and it's my way of sharing our LORD with who ever comes to visit.  Thanks for reading my poetry - I'd love to hear your comments.  May God richly bless you.  Send emails to:   EvaYoung @ SkyWriting.Net

[ by: Eva May Young Copyright © 2003 ( EvaYoung @ SkyWriting.Net ) -- submitted by: Eva Young ]