How does God help me?
What help do I want?
Not possessions certainly
We manage on that score
Don’t need money
Have enough
Why would I want more?
Health they say true riches
There are doctors here for that
A healthy diet exercise
I know just where I’m at
So what’s the gift beyond compare?
The gift I’m looking for
When I’ve been told from childhood days
God’s help is nearer than the door
The help of God his spirit
Is grace for life each day
The kindly heart the wisdom
And patience in dismay
God offers us his spirit
Ask and it is yours
Seek and find this treasure
Knock an open door
Brian Fahy
7 October 2021
Erris Poetry 