Serving My Lord

Serving My Lord

I sit and stare at a page as blank as my mind,
Searching here and there hoping words to find.
But even before I type one word on this day,
I get quiet and listen as a little prayer I say.

Lord, I do not need riches nor claims of fame,
But grant me the words to share your loving name.
Help me to stand firm and strong, proud and bold,
telling the world the truth of you as it should be told.

Lord you gave me a gift to use for your glory,
And your love to me is a never ending story.
Come now Lord, guide heart, steady my hand,
Grant me a way to help them, your love understand.

Lord, you stood in my place and paid the price,
And with love you gave yourself as a sacrifice.
But more than this, you rose from the grave,
So that from sin and death, I may be saved.

I, just like the farmer, can but plant the seed,
And it is on your grace and mercy we feed.
Lord, it is you that prepares the fertile field,
Your word and sacraments nourish till yield.

Lord, I come to you on my knees in prayer this day,
That those who read these word will see your way.
May they know the truth of your promise and love,
Let them know Lord, that it comes from God above.

The loving words you gave to me are strong and true,
Let me use them to show others how much I love you.
If these words be a service to you, then that is my reward,
For nothing brings me greater joy than serving my Lord.

Carl A. Gooch ~ 08 February 2010