Money Worries

A dawning of a new day, so I pray.
Can't let them get to me, not today.
It will soon be the first of May.
Watching, waiting to walk on my flowers,
after months of rain showers.

What more did they want?  Their words taunt.
God isn't leading me, moving me, or wanting me
to connect with she or he...He knows I can't pay their fees.

A new face looks back at me in the mirror.
No worries, no fear.  Wipe away another tear.
Too much too soon...
thoughts I had as I stared at the moon.

Let too many people in...all I wanted to do was win.
They wanted to sin.

There is indeed a life beyond this one I recall...enjoy the fun,
but remember his Holy Son.
Sooner or later there will be no sun.

Eyes closed behind a bedroom door.
A body tired and sore, lying on a back--don't want to live anymore.

The government helps themselves, look for a legal crack
takes yet another citizen's money sack.

To the grave one goes, so stressed.
Heart under duress--
prematurely left.

If I were you and you were me,
you would clearly see,
there is more to life than bill collectors and fees.

Nicholl McGuire

Held Back

Stopped in my tracks.
I didn't have the facts.

Held my peace--
wanted arguing to cease.

Could have, would have,
but I didn't.

Pain makes you go crazy,
could have left way back when,
but got lazy.

My tongue froze in my mouth.
My lips stopped moving--
head facing south.

Throat dry.
Started to cry.
Couldn't stand here and listen
to yet another lie.

There was no more talking,
just walking.

Answer to prayers--
done with the glares.

God had something to do with it,
no more fits.

God had something to do with it,
my candle now lit.

Nicholl McGuire

No More Grieving

You didn't see it coming.
It was Pain.
A blow to a stomach.
A crush on a head,
You didn't see it coming.

Where was God?

From the left,
Death shows up--hoping to finish the job.
Dark, deadly...
leaving you feeling downcast.

"God, do you see this?"

Bad news.
A voice on the other end,
you drop the phone.
A dial tone.

"I can't take much more!"

Here comes, Peace.
You are not defeated.
Energy to fight
with all your might!

God is in sight,
you prayed last night.
Storm clouds leaving.
There is no more
grieving.

Nicholl McGuire

Stubborness

I didn't want to see it coming.
Another lesson to learn.
Got myself involved in something,
Then I got burned.

Put my feelings out there.
Met with a cold-hearted stare.
The devil tempted me
with yet another double dog dare.

If I had been more discerning...
had applied my spiritual learning
then I wouldn't have been
the one wishing and yearning.

Back then called out to God for help
but He didn't come running.
He remembered what I did,
so on with the shunning.

Sit in a mess for awhile
until it stinks like bile.
Rush before the Lord again
and ask him to walk this mile.

Nicholl McGuire author of many self improvement books including Know Your Enemy: The Christian's Critic.

Ugly Man

Thoughts and prayers to heal a soul--
take it all in!
Purge the sin!
Got more than enough stuff--
not interested in more fluff!
Need healing for my soul!

Material things can be annoying
like a big black, ugly mole
on a beautiful face,
but that one thing seems to be out of place.

Got a lot of issues,
not enough tissues!
But when enough is enough,
what do we all do?

We pack our stuff.
We get away.
We thank God,
we escaped yet another wedding day.
We pray.

Answers to prayer on a silver platter,
enough with the confusing head chatter!
We had more than enough to say to
deaf, dumb and blind lovers governed
by a too self-absorbed minion.

Abuse day after day,
so we get away.
Get away!
Get out the mind jail cell
today!

Get away!
Get away!

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Realized my truth--
saw a brighter future.
I sat too long in false comfort
to avoid those emotional cries,
just wanted to believe those sweet, ugly lies.

God reminded me.
Oh yes he did!
God didn't want my soul dying
suffocated due to all that lying.

The pain he rid like a baby out
the crib...the pain he rid,
closed the devil's lid.

Nicholl McGuire