I wrote this years ago and everything in this poem happened during the same month. I just want to let you know that God gave me a sense of humor that does come in handy at times.
I’m On My Knees
Lord, I’m on my knees to you,
Help me with what I’m going through.
The kids are sick, the car won’t start,
The mower broke while mowing my yard.
My microwave is on the blink
My house is dirty and starting to stink.
One night my house almost burned down,
My spirits are so low they’re dragging the ground.
Things are happening way too fast.
I honestly don’t know if I will last.
So Lord, I’m on my knees to you—
Help me with what I’m going through.
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