Sacred, Sacred Stakes

Why hearts are held in constant prayer

Why we love, labour and prepare

And care for more than daily bread

Or what before our gaze is spread

Why what we choose with conscience chaste

Runs deeper than mere touch and taste

While dreams we dream and plans we make

Cannot forget what is at stake

Why we work with Harvest in mind

Why Truth is something we must find

And why we cannot turn blind eyes

To those who scorn that which we prize

And why we shudder to the core

At what some would dare to ignore

So this is why we pray and pray

For people who have lost their way

…and why we oh, so deeply grieve

For those who choose not to believe

And why we lie awake at night

On their behalf, to fight the fight

Against dark princes of the air

And plead that God their life would spare

Until their heart and will would break

Awed by the life that is at stake

…why therefore we cannot afford

To cease to lay before the Lord

The agony of sorrow stirred

In utter groans too deep for word

And why the whisper of the clock

Bids one and all to take full stock

Of dreams we dream and plans we make

For these are deathless souls at stake

© Janet Martin

 Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was: 

and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it.

Eccles.12:7

 
John 3:18
Whoever believes in Him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe has already been condemned, because he has not believed in the name of God's one and only Son.
John 3:36
Whoever believes in the Son has eternal life. Whoever rejects the Son will not see life. Instead, the wrath of God remains on him."