PAD Challenge day 4 (two-for-Tuesday)
Write a beginning poem. And, of course, when something begins, it often signals something else ending. Soooo, the other prompt is to…
Write an ending poem. Poem about something ending.
Sometimes we try to fix our eyes only on what we see
The Prize, my love, is not unveiled until eternity
So while we cope and grope and hope, what blessed assurance
this;
Our faithful God does not forget; He keeps His promises
Time; but the chime and mime of clocks; a grace-lent madrigal
Its end is the Beginning of what matters most of all
We cannot find true peace of mind until our will is bowed
To God, forgiver of our sins; but He resists the proud
Sometimes we try to fix our eyes and sighs on what we see
But Jesus is the only Way to Life and Victory
His love, oh, not his
judgement, is salvation for mankind
He promises that whosoever seeks will surely find
This life begins in full, my love, when first we are set
free
To trust our faithful God above for all we cannot see
© Janet Martin
Therefore, with minds that are alert and fully sober, set your hope on
the grace to be brought to you when Jesus Christ is revealed at his
coming.
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