When You Drew Me Lord To Pray Poem by Gary James Smith

When You Drew Me Lord To Pray

I was not a religious lad
In my early years
For mom to get me to go to church
Took blood, and sweat, and tears
My father he never ever went
A fine example was he
But insisted I go along with my mother
That made a lot of sense to me! ! !

So I'd sneaked out whenever I could
I easily found the exit door
When the other kids went off to their classes
Me and a friend were off for sure
We'd go down to a nearby restaurant
About four blocks away
And there spend our collection money
That mom had given that day

In about a half an hour or so
We'd head back to the class
And sneak back in and mingle with the others
And head upstairs at last
There I spied my mother
Happy as all get out
Thinking that I had attended classes
Much later the truth she'd find out

So I lived my life away from God
Going to church meant nothing to me
To only times that I'd go again
Was if she had a meal on Sunday
I didn't know what the gospel was
I had never learned to pray
So I lived my life in selfishness
Doing my journey my way

I ran into some situations
And became dependent on booze
Although I managed to keep a car
And made payments on my house
Inside I felt an emptiness
But didn't share it with any other
Not my wife nor mom or dad
And not even my brother

I was trying to self correct
I began to read some books
How to live happy 365 days
And a few other titles I took
How to win friends and influence people
Sin...Sex...and Self control
Books by Norman Vincent Peale
But I never read the Bible

I talked to a phychiatrist, minister, priest
And even a psychologist too
To try and find the answer to life
But none of them saw me through
As my burden began to grow greater
Many scenarios led me that way
I was alone one day over at mother's
And the good Lord led me to pray


To be continued.....

Copyright so far...March 252020 7: 31 PM

Gary James Smith