Once While I Was Praying Poem by Gary James Smith

Once While I Was Praying

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Once When I Was Praying

One time when I was praying
Broke as all get out
Walking on my way to somewhere
Trying to figure things out
I thanked my heavenly Father
That I was rich indeed
Because I knew the Saviour
And He had provided my every need

I said to Him in my heart
I'm probably the happiest camper in town
Because my sins are forgiven
Since Jesus came around
And in spite of my situation
I know God You are there
And I'm faithfully plugging away here
Expectant of answered prayer

O yes I almost forgot
This adds much to the story
The sharing of the which will highlight God
And give back to Him the glory
On my walking I said to God
Why I'm so broke my Father
That the true reality of it is
I don't have two pennies to rub together

So I kept trucking along
Still inan attitude of prayer
And totally unprepared
For the blessing awaiting me there
For in the gravelled parking lot
Are you ready for the suspense
As my eyes gazed down while I walked
Guess what! ...They spied two cents

Yes that's right two shiny new pennies
That the Lord had granted me
After I bent down and picked them up
Why I thanked my God profusely
Then I knew beyond a shadow of doubt
My God was going to bless me more
If He could provide those two shiny pennies
He'd provide me with more for sure!

This is a personal true story
I've shared it many a time
If you trust your needs to the Father
He'll follow through everytime
Just a story about money
Along the way as I travelled forth
I value it as a faith highlight
And thought I'd give you my two cents worth!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright March 2420208: 25 PM

Gary James Smith

Tuesday, March 24, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 24 March 2020

nice poem penned// Praying is the powerful devotion every devotion leads the devotionist to the supreme power///

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Q Graw 24 March 2020

Very well written poem and I agree that with Jesus as your Saviour no problem is too small or large for him.

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