Unhappy and Vexed

We hear a lot about temptation, but what about vexation?

A happy heart is a thankful heart Madame Blueberry said.

What was that verse about giving thanks the pastor once said?

I desire a heart that is settled on the LORD.

I scroll through my phone looking at random photos and videos when I am bored.

No wonder my heart is both unhappy and sore vexed.

I am worried about what in the world I am going to eat next.

A happy heart is a thankful heart.

Fanny Crosby was blind and wrote hymns galore.

She truly knew no worldly treasures could be found in the store.

A happy heart is a thankful heart.

Joy in the morning, yet there are truly tears in the night.

I look down at the scale and I scream at the sight.

The same ole same ole day in and day out,

Oh except for Sunday, that's when the family is routinely gathered no doubt.

Mom over here, dad in his chair, kids on their tablets and screens everywhere.

A happy heart is a thankful heart.

Just a closer walk with thee, this is what my heart longs for;

But I ignore God's call to wake up at 3am to pray some more.

A happy heart is a thankful heart.

Consider the lilies, the birds snacking at In N Out too, they know more of our Abba's heart than many influencers do.

God is good, God is great we sing but inside our own souls we hate.

We gorge on food and entertainment and friends, and we ignore the book that once caused our hearts to break;

A happy heart is a thankful heart.

I want to be still but there is so much to do.

I want to be quiet and take in the air that you freely give;

I don't want to yield to the busy noises and fast paced world where I live.

I am caught in between the now and not yet.

I think about my health and my blood pressure numbers I resent.
I want to be free to live with childlike wonder,

I want to wonder what God's face looks like when lightning storms and I hear loud thunder.

A happy heart is a thankful heart.

I want to jump in the pool and swim with a smile.

I want to ignore the unread text messages and stay off Instagram for awhile.

I want to lay in the fields so fresh and so green.
I want to know the abundant life John 10 speaks of what did Jesus even mean?

"I want-I need" so I buy it now.

I cut open my amazon box with a smile.

I cry when I think I haven't heard my kid's voice in awhile.

I wonder if I will get to heaven or is my assurance lost?

Am I a chosen lamb, or a goat with a heart of frost?

A happy heart is a thankful heart.

Delight yourself in Yahweh, praise His Name now and forever.

Help me sing out of tune and write poems to you hold the eternal promises that can never be severed;

May I weep during communion so thankful I am alive.

May I care not of the things the commercials say I must buy.

May I love the LORD and His people....each one unique "Imago dei,"

May I drown out the lies that that Serpent tries to say.

Help me dream of playing with grandkids not yet born, and teach them how to praise the Name of the LORD.

Help me find gratitude and not despise the day of small things

For the Truth will set me free from accumulating treasures that just grow wings. 

A happy heart is a unhurried heart. 

Forgive me LORD for all the worry and fretting I do

Help me think less of me and sharpen my gaze towards You!