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The Difference
I got up early one morning
and rushed right into the day
I had so much to accomplish
that I didn't have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me
and heavier came each task
"Why doesn't God help me?" I wondered
He answered, "You didn't ask"
I wanted to see joy and beauty
but the day toiled on, gray and bleak
I wondered why God didn't show me
He said," But you didn't seek"
I tried to come into God's presence
I used all my keys at the lock
God gently and lovingly chided,
"My Child you didn't knock."
I woke up early this morning
and paused before entering the day
I had so much to accomplish
that I had to take time to pray
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"I was pleased to find my poem "The Difference" on your web site. I would like to give you a little background how the poem came into being. Back in early 1960 after getting my four sons fed and ready for the day, I began my house work duties. For some reason I laid a pencil and paper on the cupboard and began my work. I returned to the paper several times to enter another line. I later typed the poem to a paper and put it in a shoe box with some other poems I had written. I never corrected the grammar, nor rewrote any of the poem. It was forgotten. Years passed. My second son, Chris was given a homework assignment which was to write a poem. Chris sort of borrowed one of moms. A few weeks later Chris confessed of his deed and was proud to inform me his teacher thought my work was good and knew where it could be published. I was very embarrassed and put the poem back in the box and again it was forgotten. Later "The Difference" began showing up in local newspapers, then magazines. Now it is all over the world. I feel the true author of the poem is our Heavenly Father. I was only the instrument that held the pen. I lost my husband, Leo, to cancer a few years ago. In the last few months of his life he asked me to try to have my name put on my poem "The Difference". He said it belongs there and he wanted me to try. I promised him I would. This letter is part of that promise. I have written other pieces which I hope to have published soon." I definately desire to give credit where credit is due. I am happy to help Grace fulfill her promise. If you would like, you can write to Grace at Grace Naessens. Please tell her WarM FuZZieS sent you! |
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