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On my last day of seminary, I went to meet with one of my favorite Rabbis about my little 'problem'. He gave me a copy of this poem that I kept on my fridge for a very long time, but must've been thrown out with the Pesach cleaning one year. But I managed to find it online! So here it is:
I Didn't Have Time
I got up early one morning
And rushed right into the day!
I had so much to accomplish
That I didn't have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me,
And heavier came each task.
"Why doesn't God help me?" I wondered.
He answered, "You didn't ask!"
I tried to come into God's presence;
I used all my keys at the lock.
God gently and lovingly chided,
"Why, child, you didn't knock!"
I wanted to see joy and beauty,
But the day toiled on, gray and bleak.
I wondered why God didn't show me.
He said, "But you didn't seek."
I woke up early this morning,
And paused before entering the day.
I had so much to accomplish
That I had to take time to pray!
1 comments:
great poem, maybe I'll print it too. Also, another thing that might help is to have a siddur and charts accessible right away, so that it shouldn't become out of the way.
Also, maybe make a reward system with yourself, so that you'll remember to make the Brachos and stuff. I'm talking to myself too, cause I have to work on these things.
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