
I got up early one morning,And rushed right into the day;I had so much to accomplish,I didn’t have time to pray.Troubles just tumbled about me,And heavier came each task."Why doesn’t God help me?" I wondered. He answered, "You didn’t ask."I tried to come into God’s presence;I used all my keys at the lock.God gently and lovingly chided,"Why, child, you didn’t knock."I wanted to see joy and beauty,But the day toiled on gray and bleak.I wondered...