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My Prayer by Anne Shanholtz For all the times I asked for wealth For times I prayed for my good health For times I asked for material things All sorts of things that money brings You gave me children, and answered the first When I could have died, and suspected the worst You spared my life and gave me health What good is wealth without my health? I uttered a quick "thank you" in my nighttime prayer I took for granted you'd always be there. I asked you for guidance when times were tough You asked me if dying for me was enough You were willing to die on the cross for me but in your glory you returned, for all eternity. You arose from your grave to save my soul You gave me something more precious than gold Little blue-eyed babies that blessed our days with laughter and joy and beguiling ways. I felt your tears when I chose to ignore you when I put so many other things before you Unconditional love for me you have shown and you're willing to accept me as one of your own. Forgive the times I chose earthly goods instead of choosing my God, as I should Now I'm asking you to teach me to take the hands that reach to show me the way, however long and hard For this second chance, I thank you, God. Spare this great country from terror-stricken nights Please allow my children and grandchildren the right to grow up under your protective shield Keep them from ever having to feel the gripping fear that consumes the souls of some in countries where human monsters have come. Let no one ever betray their trust Let them do without luxuries, but teach them they must earn your love amid all kinds of temptation. So they know there is only one God, their salvation. Let them be allowed to pray in their schools now so deluged with "politically correct" rules Give them the innocence that is theirs alone Because all too soon, their childhood is gone Let your wisdom be their guide Give them beauty, but beauty inside Bless them with compassion you so freely have given And give them the gift of the Kingdom of Heaven. |
Please contact Anne Shanholtz at "anne.shanholtz5@gmail.com" to request permission to use this poem.