Breakfast With Jesus


The sunís just aírising
Coffee cup in my hand
Watching light touch
Every part of this land

The birds sing "Good morning"
No wind to disturb
The paperboyís pitching
Isnít meant to perturb

I pick up my Bible
Read some good news
The paper can wait
Until I am through

But wait, Iím not done
There are prayers to be said
For my wife and my kids
Sisters, Mom and my dad

I canít fully explain
This morning affair
When my familyís asleep
Without worry or care

Iíll rise up and admire
The sun as it grows
And Iíll seek Godís face
I†pray that it shows

Hope it doesnít sound
As if Iím aĎbragging
And Iíd hate to be thought
That I might be nagging

Just one simple man
Who canít get through the day
Without starting with God
And what He has to say

Iíve tried it alone
The pressure - the grind
I fall flat on my face
Without knowing His mind

So tomorrow - God willing
Iíll rise with the first light
And have breakfast with Jesus
My day started right

For you it might be
At noon or the twilight
Perhaps right before bed
Or the middle of the night

Whenever youíve found
The time to commune
Rejoice in the feast
Come back again soon


- Glenn A. Hascall -

[ by: Glenn A. Hascall Copyright © 2004 (cmi@prairieweb.com) -- from Glenn A. Hascall ]

       

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