NOTHING AT ALL By Bob Perks

He sat there on the edge of the bed with his face nestled in his hands.

He was remembering a time when things were better.

"It seemed like such a short time ago when we were happy," he said as he lifted his head.

"If only I could turn back the clock," he moaned.

His life was supposed to be different.
His dreams were meant to come true.
But here he sat with nothing at all
Believing there's nothing more he could do.
He cried out to God "Please help me,
I think I lost my way!"
Then lowered his head to the pillow
Not wanting to face the day.

He didn't think God heard him
He thought he was completely alone
But his son was there in the doorway
Hearing his Daddy moan.

He ran to his room to find one
Then hurried back to his side
He said "Daddy, here. I turned back the clock."
Are you happy?" he asked and Dad cried.

The man on bed was speechless
You see, God had answered his plea
"Whenever you think you have nothing at all," God said.
Remember, my son, you have me!"


"I believe in You!"
Bob Perks
Bob@BobPerks.com

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