Thank You, God…but…

Thank You , God, for the place where I sleep

I’m sorry I don’t have more time for upkeep

The neighborhood’s safe, the people are great

I seldom wake up from a noise that they make

The store is next door, it’s not far to work

From my front porch I can see my church

but

I hope I’m not rude, so I’ll add here a “Please”

Can I simply have twice the square feet?

When friends come over it’s just two and then me

I promise to use a big house for Your ministry

A Bible study with intercessory prayer

I’ll even have baptisms in the pool there

****

Thank You, God, for the car that I drive

Through more than one wreck it’s kept me alive

It gets me to work and church right on time

When I step on the brakes it stops on a dime

The mechanics says it’ll run many years more

He’s even impressed by the dent in my door

but

I hope I’m not petty, so I’ll ask with a sigh

It’s getting quite old, You know that’s no lie

Every year it passes the emissions test

With a new car I’ll make sure You are blessed

I’ll pick up some neighbors and take them to church

So, You see, a big sedan isn’t really a perk

****

Thank You, God, for the job that You made

I like my co-workers, my bills all get paid

The work is fulfilling, I know they like me

The benefits I’m getting are the best they can be

I take my vacations and holiday pay

I look forward to going there every day

but

I hope I’m not greedy by this my next notion

Could You please speed up that next big promotion?

That pay increase would sure get me to tithe

In that office of my own I’d easily slide

My clout would increase of that I am sure

Maybe a disease I’d help find a cure

****

Thank You, God, for Christmas each year

I love all the parties and holiday cheer

The lights are quite pretty, especially in snow

The story of Bethlehem by now I can quote

You became Jesus and were born in a stable

So a child of Yours I now know I am able

but

I’m sorry, dear Lord, these requests now I see

Weren’t really for You, they’re all about me

If Jesus from heaven can come here and die

I know I can be happy and no longer cry

I’ll give you my all no matter my lot

And for all that I have I say “Thank You, God.”

Keep smiling.   Wade

I'm a truck driver turned writer. My writing drives people to Jesus.
I love sunsets/sunrises, dark chocolate, coffee, cats and dogs (as long as their owners pick up after them) and solitude. My relationship with God through Jesus Christ is most important to me, not a religion. This writing gig is all God's idea. I only wish to bring more attention to Jesus with it.

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