WHY ME LORD

by Charles Robey
(Trussville AL)

Why me Lord?
Why am I here and not way over there?
Why does it seem that today's so unfair?
Why with earths trouble I often despair?
Why is it hard to keep away the evil snare?
Why in others the good I fail to compare?
Why for life's hope I will look elsewhere?
Why in good times my prayers are rare?
Why to Your alter I sometimes forbear?
Why does Your word say I'm not there?
Why of Your presence I'm not aware?
Why of Your love I often fail to share?
Why before time for my soul You did care?
Why on a cruel cross my sin You did bear?
Why was it for me Your Grace did prepare?
Why was by faith Your love I now declare?
Why am I looking for the meeting in the air?
Why am I now ready for that city foursquare?
Why me Lord?

Why! Why! Why!
Do you ever wonder why all the misfortune only happens to you? Well, just look around you and you'll realize that is not exactly true.

Remember that old quote, “I used to complain I had no shoes until I met a man with no feet.”

Just like the inference of this poem, we all seem to be in a state of uneasiness. Until we come in contact with God's Grace, through our Faith in His finished work on Calvary's cross.

"Look! I stand at the door and knock. If you hear my voice and open the door, I will come in, and we will share a meal together as friends". (Revelation 3:20)

And, this door has no outside latch or handle. It's up to you to open the door of your heart to our loving Savior.