A Wasted Day By Brenda Drake

This is a poem to be published in new book to be published.time IMG_4518

            Is there anything sadder than a wasted day feeling sorry for ourselves?  Yes. It is sadder still to remain in this depressing place of bitterness.  I am thankful our Lord is faithful to forgive us our sins.

A Wasted Day

I am sad I have wasted this day.
I have allowed bitterness to steal my joy away.
I don’t know why I did not call out in Jesus’ name.
That I did not run to You, I am so ashamed.
I know all things You clearly see.
I am sorry for my sins please forgive me.
I foolishly allowed self-pity to rule my day.
I turn about now and go the other way.
Lord, mend my heart while yielded and still,
I submit my life to do God’s will.
Help me forgive the one that injured me so.
Help me pray for Him.  Lord, make him new and whole.
I pray I do not allow another day like this to go by.
Change my ways to God glorify.
Help me to renounce depression’s power.
So it does not cause another day to sour.
All praise and glory belongs to Lord Jesus Christ,
For the remainder of my days, help me to live as a living sacrifice.

Ephesians 5:15-16
See then that ye walk circumspectly, not as fools, but as wise, redeeming the time, because the days are evil.

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