Forgive me Father…
For I have sinned
My actions I know I cannot rescind
So I’ll bow my head and lower my chin
And acknowledge that I’ve foolishly take for granted the precious resources that to me you have given

So forgive me Father…
For in my mind I felt like I never had enough
My life feels confined to your blessings as if they were cuffs
During joyous times it’s as if you short me of that good stuff
Yet when the going gets rough,
Your goods seemingly creep with me…
Mocking me…
Making me prove that my soul is indeed tough
However I should have called your bluff,
As these were just opportunities for me to prove that I’m worthy of what you were giving me.

So forgive me Father…
For I’ve never ever displayed to you my content
As I realize that each moment I stay on this Earth is heaven sent
Therefore I resent how quickly your blessings for me I have spent
But believe that now the extent of my gratitude falls deeper than the devil’s descent
If I now repent,
Could you circumvent my history and give me back just a little percent of what I misspent?
For to you Father I never meant to show any discontent

So forgive me Father…
For I was blind and I could never find what to me was assigned
And even when I had some I’d tell people that I needed more of its kind
I either wasted what you did provide,
Or with a blink of an eye I’d lose track of the bountiful harvest to which my soul was aligned
See me,
I always stay on my grind…
So whenever I could take a second to enjoy your gifts…I declined
Yet I always wore jewelry to remind me of how you and I were entwined
But I understand that you are divine
As I’ve recognized your ability to even create a transformation and elevation in a normal fine wine

So I know I was mistaken to let it slip my mind that I only have a set allocation
Cuz once you decide to stop giving to me…
I’m then reluctantly sent to my final destination
So please disregard how I’ve previously cursed you out of aggravation
Because now I have the inspiration…
although admittingly partly out of desperation…
To show each day,
each hour,
each minute,
each second,
A new appreciation

So I lay myself in your hands…until my life’s termination
And acknowledge that each one of your blessings calls for celebration
Moving forward with my life I have a new motivation
And will cherish each one of your blessings granted to me with new admiration
So here is my declaration to make known that I have been at fault
But if you could find it within your heart
To keep that clock ticking with me in mind
I will ever be so grateful to you…
Father TIME.