A Sweet Endeavor

However God has gifted each of us, may our desire be to

use the gift to bring before Him an offering of praise;

 'a sweet aroma to the Lord!'

a phrase repeated over and over into today's scripture reading...

...a sweet aroma to the Lord

Lev. 1:9,13,17, Lev.2:2, Lev.3:5,16

(as sweet as two little girls having a tea-party💖)

This flight that fuels greeting and farewell will soon adjourn

The sightlines of Today soon snuffed as Time is borne away

Then in the light of this, as we weather life’s twist and turn

May we yearn all the more to trust the Giver of today

Whose mercy, new each morning is sufficient, come what may

This age of lawlessness abounding and love growing cold

Rouses in some a solemn sense of Matthew twenty-four

Earth’s stage is set for prophecy’s fulfillment to unfold

The wage awaiting one and all is pounding on a door

Like storm-charged surf resounding as it seethes against time’s shore

This beckoning-before-The-Reckoning, kindles dawn’s flare

Where deception and rejection thrive like a vile disease

As promotions of ignorance, like oceans of despair

Roll over sin-seared consciences with terrifying ease

As if each moment does not groan with God’s atoning pleas

This gift, this gracious gift granted by God’s grace, kind and good

And truth that does not shift and love no knowledge can explain

Is worth the whys and wherefores of mercy misunderstood

God’s word assures believers that our faith is not in vain

(though not all who say ‘Lord, Lord’ will Heaven’s reward attain)

…but those who do the will of God, who trust Him and obey

Whose offering of praise is a sweet-smelling sacrifice

Though scoffers scoff, fooled by the serpent’s ‘did God really say?’

And blinded to love’s Offering that paid the sinner’s price

High minded and unholy in thinking darkened by vice

Oho, this flight that fuels greeting and farewell is swift

Its sightlines tune a volatile vista of numbered days

Thus, in the light of this may we embrace its fleeting gift

And never handle thoughtlessly that which ought to amaze

And fill every endeavor with sweet offerings of praise

© Janet Martin

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