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Prayer Rock
Prayer Rock Poem I am a special PRAYER ROCK. This is what I do. You put me on your pillow, Until the day is through. Turn back the covers. Climb into the bed. WHOMP! Your special rock Will hit you on the head. Then you will remember, Get up and say your prayers. Just dump me on the floor, Till morning I'll be there. You'll get up the next morning. CLUNK! I'll stub your toe. So you will recall, my friend, Your morning prayers, you know. Back upon your pillow, When your bed is made, Your clever little prayer rock Will continue as your aid. If we forget our prayers, Our days are not the same. We need our Heavenly Father's help To reach our highest aim. (Note: This little poem was passed on to me by a lady several years ago. Her church used them and placed them on angels they had made out of circles of tissue using smooth stones placed inside for the angel heads. The original author is not known.) Pick Up the Poem Below! Ministry Printables The Toolshed |
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