He Reads From My List

He whispered my name in the dead of the night,
And asked if I knew why my life wasn't right,
I could only reply that my spirit was broke,
Then I listened intently to the words that He spoke.

He asked if I thought God was stupid and blind,
To think He hadn't seen what was wrong in my mind,
And before I could answer He followed with this,
By saying would you like me to read from my list!?

When He said the word 'list' my heart filled with fear,
I was beginning to think that the end was now near,
All at once I heard a sound like the turning of a page,
And before me lay the list that was dirty from age.

He said listen carefully while I read what I've seen,
It will answer your questions on where life has been,
You have closed tight the door on what you believe,
And think you can solve everything that you need.

By wandering off path and doing things your way,
Your life's become complicated and worsening each day,
You have shown poor judgment in things you have done,
That's why you're now living in days without sun.

By thinking you no longer need to trust in me,
You have buried your faith where you cannot see,
Now dead in spirit without will to face life,
Yet I stand ready before you to loosen your strife.

I remember the prayers you once offered each day,
Now seldom heard as you stumble on your way,
It grieves me to see you walk aimlessly about,
When you're blinded by hopelessness, sadness, and doubt.

The list that I read from can all come to an end,
If only once more your heart and soul you will lend,
Give them back to me now and I shall show you the way,
Go back to the beginning when you once knelt to pray.

You once read my words from the Bible each day,
Now gathers dust as you forget what they say,
Once more lay it open and give food to your heart,
And I promise you sunshine with a brand new start.

~valentyne~ ©

Reach Out To Jesus
Elvis Presley