How was your day, Father (in Heaven)?
a poem and prayer by Evan Berrett
My dearest Father in Heaven,
I kneel this night before Thee
It is Thy son, Evan
Do you remember me?
I'm that son you know,
the one that's always asking,
the one that can't forgo,
a familiar cry for saving
I say I am thankful
for all that I have,
and I am wishful,
for safety of those I love,
I always renew my vigor
to begin anew each day,
I repent of each error
knowing it'll all replay
It's always about me, Father
how I am doing today
But that will be no longer,
my pride now is at bay
How was your day, Father?
are those that you love,
are they safe and stronger?
What do you see from above?
Where did you need me today?
Was I ever watching,
or did I go on my way?
Father, I am listening.
What child of yours,
can I bring comfort to,
or share remorse?
What would Thou have me do?
Who would you like,
for me to show, Father,
the Holy Spirit's light
that will change another.
Tonight I listen to Thee,
Father, I am here
It is not about me,
not about my tears.
I will do for You,
what You do for me,
I will come through,
go and do for Thee
Tonight is not the same,
I'll be a little smaller,
I ask Thee in shame,
How was your day, Father?
