BLESS THAT HUNK OF METAL

Every evening as I'm resting Safely in my bed Before I sleep, this little prayer Keeps running through my head. Please, God, bless my family, My friends and neighbors, too; And, if it's not too much to ask, Please, bless my 'puter, too? You see, that little metal box Holds more than odds and ends. Inside those small components Are many of my friends. It's true that some I've never seen, And most I've never met. We've never hugged or shaken hands Or shared a meal, as yet. I'm sure, though, that they like me By the kindnesses they give, And that little scrap of metal Lets me visit where they live. By faith is how I know them (Much the same as I know You). I share in what life brings them, And from that, our friendship grew. Please take an extra minute From Your duties up above To bless that hunk of metal That's filled with so much love. ~~Author Unknown