the dead of the night
When everyone’s asleep but me;
I talk to my God and
He listens to me.
I tell of my hopes and my dreams,
I pray for my family you see,
For in them I see the
fulfillment of all my dreams.
My husband, son, and grandson; all preachers
Receive the lion’s share of my prayers,
But my maiden granddaughters
Are also mentioned a lot as they
Choose their life’s mate.
You think my God is not interested?
Then you don’t know the God I serve
For He has bid me come to His throne
And he listens with a heart that really cares.
Do you know the God of the Bible?
The one who said, “Come unto me.”?
Then you too have a friend to talk with
When you can’t sleep!
By Audrey Byars Mullen