Pure, Fresh Air

Sep 18

Written By Dr. E

Each day I rustle through the grass,

And many will hear me while I pass,

My presence is always felt by all,

Though you cannot see me not at all.

Pure, fresh air is who I am,

I can be very gentle or quiet as a lamb,

And I provide you oxygen all day long,

As I sweetly sing so loud a song.

Prayer is the fresh air for all God’s saints,

For without it, we will surely faint,

It is the oxygen that guards our souls,

Along with the commandments written on the scroll.

For too many people, Christianity is in the head,

And they are walking around spiritually dead,

They need to pray and not feel neglected,

It is because they trust in self and are disconnected.

But just like the fresh air, we need prayer daily,

For only God can take us out of the valley,

You can pretend to the world as you put on your act,

But you are only fooling yourself and that is the fact.

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