241026 Last Resort

 Last Resort

Sometimes when my life's out of sorts
I go to prayer as last resort
Instead of going to God first
Go it alone, and make things worse

How many times until I learn
That without God I crash and burn
He hears my cries without retort
Though I sought him as last resort

How often must I reach the end
Before I run to God again
He is my shelter and my fort
Not just the place of last resort

Instead, should seek his guidance fast
Not struggle so, then seek him last
For he sees all I'm going through 
And knows where it is leading, too

Perhaps it's just my foolish pride
That humbly I should lay aside
Inflated ego to abhort
Not come to God as last resort 

For Satan finds it such great sport
When I leave God as last resort 
Oh, how it thrills him endlessly
To watch me struggle needlessly

How many hardships I could thwart 
If God was not my last resort
Time spent in worry I'd not waste
If I'd put you, Lord in first place

In stormy seas, you're sheltered port
Haven that is safe to report
You render aid when e're you're asked
For you have done so in the past

My teacher, counselor, and friend
The one on whom I can depend
My comforter, loving support
Brings peace like tropical resort

When circumstance  Satan distorts
And I become a worry wart 
My prayers can bring my angst up short
For you, Lord are my life's escort

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