The Glorious Goal

The glorious gift of a new day gleams!

What is our goal?

The scripture in today's Daily Bread devotion

helped to inspire today's poem...

2 Cor.5:6-10

So we are always confident, knowing that 

while we are at home in the body we are absent from the Lord. 

7 For we walk by faith, not by sight. 

8 We are confident, yes, well pleased rather to be absent from the body 

and to be present with the Lord.

9 Therefore we make it our aim, whether present or absent, 

to be well pleasing to Him. 

10 For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ, 

that each one may receive the things done in the body, 

according to what he has done, whether good or bad.

Repeating a portion of Scripture from Monday's post

What will our life collage, as we reach the goal,

 look like as it is analyzed frame by frame?

Will it be, by the grace of God a testimony of loving service to Him

or will it be, to our shame a futile fling of Self-serving?

Below a collage of a week or two of only a glint of moments...

The glorious goal of pleasing God makes every day full worth its while

Where souls that brim with hymnal laud, and walk by faith though sights beguile

And tune the heart and mind with kindness even when things may go wrong

Will find within the common grind of love and life, a happy song

The glorious goal of pleasing God fills every hour with intent

To serve Him with feet gospel shod, and worship’s awestruck wonderment

That God so loved the world He gave His Son to take my/our rightful place

Upon the cross; He died to save us not by works but by His grace

The glorious goal of pleasing God seems far too small a price to pay

As we behold the thwarted rod where death and hell are done away

For all who repent and believe; no longer victims of sin’s curse

But who, through faith alone receive redemption none can reimburse

Then, with heart and soul, humbly awed, pray we aspire to obey

And make the goal of pleasing God, our true desire every day

For someday we will all appear before His holy judgement seat

To give account of our life here; flight to the glorious goal complete

© Janet Martin