God, thank you for the many things
You've done for me today,
And please bless all our children
And watch them on their way.
But God there's just something
I must ask you to do,
Would you please bless my puter
And keep it working too?
I know that's not a normal request
As it's just a piece of metal
But if you'll listen just tonight,
I'll try to explain a little.
That metal box that's sitting here
Holds more than odds and ends.
Inside those small components
Are hundreds of loving friends.
Some I have not seen before
Except upon my screen,
But we have talked and shared a lot
And they listen to my dreams.
The kindness that they give to me
From this box that's sitting here,
Is the friendship that I treasure
And to me that's very dear.
Some I do not know their name
It's just ID's I see.
But you see God, all these people
Mean the world to me.
Sometimes we see their name flash up
As they connect to ICQ.
And then we know that we can share
Our troubles many or few.
When we are sitting at our desks
It never seems to fail,
A little icon then comes up,
It says that "You've got mail".
It is by faith I know them
Much the same as I know you.
I share my life and they with me
So if its ok with you....
Please take a little extra time
From your duties up above,
To bless this little hunk of steel
That's filled with so much love.
"Author Unknown"
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