I Chose The Bed Instead

Get up get up the Spirit said

Don't just lie in bed

Let God prepare you for the day

For whatever lies ahead

But the covers felt so nice and warm

All nestled round my head

And instead of choosing to come to God

I chose the bed instead

It didn't take me long to see

I had made a foolish choice

When I did arise the first thing I heard

Was Mr. Regretful's voice

I overheard Mr. Doubtful

Speaking to Mr. Gloom

They plan to visit you today

The time will be at noon

They are bringing their friend

Ungrateful, Mr. Forgetful too

To do their best to make you forget

How good God is to you

I knew I was in trouble

How could I face the day?

Right then and there I took the time

To get on my knees and pray

My child a voice gently whispered

Let all the worry cease

Mr. Hopeful, Mr. Thankful, and Mr. Joy

At noon will bring my peace

~ Cheryl A. Mariano ~
cheryl@dmrkting.com

[ by: Cheryl A. Mariano, Copyright © 2006 (cheryl@dmrkting.com) -- submitted by: Cheryl A. Mariano ]