Thursday Thoughts on Accountability

Life’s escapade of moments runs like rain-song to a sea

And in each little drop is spun Accountability

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Touch is not mere movement

flung into eternal Space

Nor words a free-fall from the tongue

that seem to matter not

Accountability is sure,

as God’s mercy and grace

The wise man weighs this truth

within the measure of his thought

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Soon, soon this little day is spent

One string threads history

To prove that ever it was lent;

Accountability

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To think we eat, laugh, love and drink

Without a Higher Call

Is to indulge like mindless beast

In God’s Plan of it all

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‘Tis not for fortune, fame or fun

That we seek a reward

But knowing when this life is done

We stand before the Lord

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The aftermath of every deed

Will fall in Time’s garden, a seed

The sower should think carefully

As these seeds sprout; what will they be?

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One foot then the other, we stumble, we fall

But someday we’ll gather the worth of it all

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Days devour moments brushing them to history

And what we put into them is all there will ever be

But in the seamless rendering of its perpetual flow

We should give God the glory, for ‘tis by His grace we go

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Moments pass, forgotten soon

God, stir our memory

To regard as we fill their swoon,

Accountability

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Pity the one

Who cares not a whit

When this life is done

What happens with it

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Pity the one

Who lives recklessly

Ignorant of

Accountability

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We cannot change what remains true

We give account for what we do

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The love of God is kind and good

And though often misunderstood

He watches like Daddy, His own

Each promise like a steppingstone

Leading, not to a brutal rod

But into faithful arms of God

© Janet Martin