Beneath Time's Gracious Sky

  

The other evening this line of cloud stretched as far as the eye could see...

Beneath Time’s wide and wondrous sky

Earth’s people live and love and die

Oh, little season on the sod

You are a steppingstone to God

And no one here can clearly see

Where that last steppingstone will be

Beneath Time’s sky of night and day

How swift a lifetime falls away

As everything our fingers clasp

Must be relinquished to the past

Our prayers and footprints stir the dust

In moment-monuments of trust

Beneath Time’s marked and measured roll

Before the rift twixt flesh and soul

We cannot choose what life will send

But we can choose where it will end

Beneath Time’s wide and wondrous sky

We choose the Gate to by-and-by

© Janet Martin

But if serving the LORD seems undesirable to you, then choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your ancestors served beyond the Euphrates, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. But as for me and my household, we will serve the LORD." Josh. 24:15