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to me prayer is an ongoing conversation with my Lord
I speak to Him of everything as I go throughout my day
it has been revealed to me He cares and listens to
each and every little thing that I have to say
I never worry something will offend or be cause to go away


I have spoke to Him of things I thought,
He had done to me, or circumstance that hurt me deep
and caused my heart to bleed
times I wondered why He not protect me from the fray
the agonizing, painful words that someone else to me did say


Angry words I have screamed from deep inside of me
'Why oh why weren't you there, did not you hear my plea?!' If curse word or cries of pain, asking favor real,
I never fear to tell Him that is exactly how I feel
Not angry or accusing but as one who knows their worth
feeling safe and so secure within His arms of love


We have had some deep long talks and conversations real, but also little chats about the small things that I feel
such as how I get so mad when water runs out on the floor, I ask Him, Lord just give me a little patience more


When I have seen unpleasant things or sin so dark and scare, I ask Him to help me get rid of all that's there
if thoughts of envy or disgust, irritation eating me
I just say, 'now here Lord, do you see?'
This is just what I have been telling you about


There's not one thing I can't discuss with my Father full of care, if in my life it has a part then He is always there
I never close the door on prayer the closet is inside
whether it is on my knees or on a highway wide
His Spirit is inside of me a very vital part
nothing is outside of Him if it's within my heart


Prayer to me, is the thoughts that run
right through my head each day
they are all emotions and troubles that I feel
sharing them with Him while I go about my day,
working or at home while watching shows on the TV
I used to think I had to go someplace in solitude and quiet


But as I carried on this talking in everything I do,
I found my thoughts were changing I was becoming so aware, how I felt about the things encountered every day
I tended to the words I spoke as with a garden fair


Now I have my quiet times with His presence so divine
when there are no interruptions between His heart and mine, as in any friendship there are times of stillness rare
and moments of great laughter and sharing all that's there
This Lord divine I worship has His temple...
fixed inside the core of me


sharon
September 28, 2001