A Frog and Me

A frog was sitting still upon a leaf,

It was no great matter, and it went unnoticed,

He was enjoying the warmth of the sun,

So, I lay down beside him, and together,

We spent the afternoon, overlooked and happy.

Really, this is all that is needed,

But for those interested in knowing more,

There is art and science in finding peace,

And comfort under the sun,

In the company of a frog,

And this is how it goes:

When worry assails me, as it always does,

I bring to mind how Christ is my defender,

I am His and this day is mine;

When I think that I should be working,

And I should be busy,

Then I look at my companion and I notice,

God brings him his flies, and he is fine,

And so I rest too.

When people are angry, and I’ve been unfairly accused,

I remember Jesus loves me, and He forgives me for you,

If I failed and I couldn’t do better,

Because it was the best I could do,

Well, God made me human,

And He’s my advocate too.

The art is remembering,

The science is believing:

Christ is my protector,

Christ is my provider,

Christ is my defender,

Christ is my comforter,

Christ is my healer,

Christ is my strength,

Christ is my all.

This is so easy that even a frog can do it,

But it is quite difficult for a human.

~FS