Who, at the Hinge of Old Year's end to New Year's start doesn't not contemplate Time?
Farewell, Old Year.
...you do not know what tomorrow will bring.
What is your life?
For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.
How will we spend time's coins?
What will we have to show for it;
this mist that appears for a little while,
these days of grass?
1 Peter 1:24-25
All people are like grass,
and all their glory is like the flowers of the field;
the grass withers and the flowers fall,
And this is the word that was preached to you.
Take time; this thing that transports us from cradle to the silent grave
It wears the cares and noisy fuss of we abreast its teeming wave
its momentum of moments metes morn’s virgin streets to you and I
And gathers as it grants, the fetes that compose Past’s collective sigh
Take time; Soul’s Sacred Rubicon whereon there is no turning back
Where the first breath sets us upon an all-important, one-way track
Where present-sprees and centuries are not so very far apart
And everybody ought to seize what each dawn frees, with awestruck heart
Take time to contemplate the Gate that waits to swing but once, for all
Where nothing else can compensate when it comes to the Gospel Call
And no one can afford to scoff and cater to indifference
When it comes to the subject of Offering and Deliverance
Take time to get down on your knees and make peace with the God of grace
For who knows when this life will cease and we will meet Him face to face
Where those who believe will receive faith’s glorious inheritance
But those who rejected God’s pleas, to suffer Choice’s consequence
Take time; its transitory isle nobody outsmarts or outlives
Our mist appears a little while then vanishes to He who gives
And what would be the point of it, but for the opportunity
Of a lifetime, to inherit what everyone must wait to see
© Janet Martin
I heard a minister make the comment that
if everyone while on earth was given but a glimpse of either Heaven or hell,
hell would be empty; so awesome Heaven, so awful hell
Before this year ends, if you have not done so,
please do not put off what tomorrow does not promise to give;
opportunity to make your peace with God
and receive the gift of eternal life
as you repent and believe.
1 John 1:9
If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins
and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.
(It's powerful to listen to the words of this song as if it is written
for each of us, personally!)