June 18, 2020
My puppy woke up early for some daddy time.
It’s not my normal way to write a rhyme.
She’s in my lap, I rocked her back to sleep.
She’s sleeping lightly now, it’s not too deep.
Perhaps I have the time to write some lines.
If not, I’ll need to find an older rhyme.
I’m rocking gently, she seems quite content,
A different quiet time than most I’ve spent.
It’s almost light, and she will want to play,
I guess she’ll dominate my rhyme today.
God’s in control, he knows my heart.
He knew the way this day would start.
I can share with him throughout the day.
He always there to hear the words I say.
God hears my prayers at any time or place,
If I take time to seek my Daddy’s face.
I rise up early, read and write my rhyme.
It’s my own way of having Daddy time.
Wow, John! That’s profound. I recall a time when I got up early to spend time with the Father. In a matter of just two mornings, my kids were in my lap almost as soon as i got settled. It seemed like Mommy Time instead of Daddy time.
Wow, John! That’s profound. I recall a time when I got up early to spend time with the Father. In a matter of just two mornings, my kids were in my lap almost as soon as i got settled. It seemed like Mommy Time instead of Daddy time.
Thank you for your kind words Jim. I am grateful for your friendship.
Thank you for your kind words Jim. I am grateful for your friendship.
Writing rhymes about you and God diffidently gives you time to be with God, and he does know what you and I think, say & write. I am honored to have a friend like you.
Jim
Writing rhymes about you and God diffidently gives you time to be with God, and he does know what you and I think, say & write. I am honored to have a friend like you.
Jim