Dear Lord,
I am making a petition for more apps with my tablet.
Something like Temple Run
To outrun the ghouls chasing me,
For You said all things concerning me are new, but sometimes I stumble and find what was once behind right on my heels.
Words with Friends would be a good app to give me,
For sometimes I speak in haste, without any seasoning
In the end, I am unheard and without understanding.
Give me something like that Google app to help me seek and find,
Or something comparable to instagram,
For I could behold a clear mirror image
And displace the vein imaginations exalting themselves in my mind.
Pandora or juke box apps would help to keep a praise continually in my mouth
Instead of the curve balls thrown every which a way, causing my hope to go south
I need apps and I need them now…
For what good is it to write on the tablet of my heart, if I have not the applications?
Dear Lord, I want now for each beautiful engraving to outwardly exist.
So if You do the writing, I’ll do the applying
If you’ll be the Husbandman
I’ll bear the fruit.
Amen.
