Saturday, September 19, 2015

For We Are Guests

What right have we to plunder through earth’s wonderland; the eye
Though covetous by nature should regard earth’s fields and sky
As more than dripping eaves and sheaves whereby mankind is blessed
These are the floor and roof in God’s house and we are His guests

What right have we but this; to treat with utter courtesy
Each day-to-day as God extends His hospitality
This come-going commission is no coincidence
For we are guests, not owners of His faithful Providence

This passing-through and much ado of what thought-want suggests
Sometimes causes us to forget that we are God’s house-guests

Ah, what a privilege to wander heaven’s foothill Halls; to see
Its walls, a panorama of the Artist’s Majesty
And perhaps we would all be happier in living’s quests
If we remembered God is earth’s House-Keeper, we, His guests

© Janet Martin

The earth is the Lord's and the fullness thereof; the world and they that dwell therein. Ps. 24:1

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