When We Pray

When We Pray

by Bud Lemire on May 3, 2003

I remember one time, at a low point in my life

That I prayed to God, to bring a mate, a wife

It seems that God does listen, to every word I say

And knows all that are sent, in the messages when we pray

I remember a time, when I asked to leave a place

Lost and alone, with much I could not face

I prayed quite often, for changes to come around

And found myself on a bus, I was Canadian bound

When I returned, I found that it came true

Taken was the life, the one I always knew

I prayed some time ago, to help me know what to do

So awakened was my spirit, so I'd know all that was true

How could I survive, I could hardly stand alone

And the answer came, with the ringing of the phone

It was a special friend, who lived so far away

And she came into my life, and there she would stay

She came to show me, that life could be much more

If we remember to look, behind each unopened door

She came to tell me, of a message from above

That she'd stand beside me, because she was in love

I have never felt so complete, and happy in this way

And know our words are heard, in messages, When We Pray

This came to me one morning and I couldn't get back to sleep until I wrote it down.