Monday, September 2, 2013

Not Merely Moments





The clock strikes one, then two, now three
Another hour charms
This season slipping soundlessly
Through living’s outstretched arms
And no one tolls a warning bell
And no one pulls a cord
Imploring us to prepare for
That Great Day of the Lord

His faithfulness ignites dawn-sky
As on Time’s transient sod
We rally to embrace from high
Hope’s masterpiece from God
Upon its canvas, toil and spoil
Plants Passion’s sure reward
As we approach within its moil
That Great Day of the Lord

We prepare for the evening meal
For labor and for play
As Mercy from Time’s moment-wheel
Grants us another day
But these are not mere moment-chants
Of heaven’s grace out-poured
These moment-stepping stone lead to
That Great Day of the Lord

© Janet Martin



 And it shall come to pass afterward, that I will pour out my spirit upon all flesh; and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions:
 And also upon the servants and upon the handmaids in those days will I pour out my spirit.
 And I will shew wonders in the heavens and in the earth, blood, and fire, and pillars of smoke.
The sun shall be turned into darkness, and the moon into blood, before the great and terrible day of the Lord come.  And it shall come to pass, that whosoever shall call on the name of the Lord shall be delivered: for in mount Zion and in Jerusalem shall be deliverance, as the Lord hath said, and in the remnant whom the Lord shall call. Joel 2: 28-32



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