Juxta-precision (or Dust-to-Dust-pendulum)

In one week three friends from my church family

have bid their final, earthly farewell to a parent!

While still in the stage of going to friend's parent's visitation

it also serves as a solemn reality-check

 that our generation is surely, swiftly, subtly

 approaching the oldest-generation status; if God wills,

(Three-score-year and ten 

or by reason of strength four score years)

reminding us how fleet and short life 

is no matter how old we become!

The older we become, don't we tend to wring from today all we can

rather than looking back too long in longing, etc.

or looking anxiously ahead to what may or may never be?

Treasuring ever more dearly truths like these...??

2 Corinthians 9:8

And God is able to make all grace abound to you, 

so that in all things, at all times, having all that you need, 

you will abound in every good work.

Philippians 4:7

And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, 

will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

We are enjoying a stretch of sunny days,

always treasured more after a stretch of unsunny ones!

Dusk shots from the past few eves...

both curtain close...

 and curtain rise have been stunning...

Twilight’s taking charged with giving, 

as dawn defeats death with living...

Swift each season rearranges 

common scenes with constant changes

Moment-momentous pendulum 

measures morn-to-morn momentum

Beauty’s buffet always laden, 

for today’s trek, always maiden

Twilight’s taking charged with giving, 

as dawn defeats death with living

Certain and Uncertain freshens 

curtain-rise-and-fall successions

Reaching, the ladder to earning, 

Teaching, the scaffold to learning

Greed, the gutter of temptation, 

Need, the flutter of salvation

Love, awe’s open arms embracing 

Today, flushed with God’s kind gracing

Time, a fluorescent wing beating 

a clime of farewell and greeting

Hope, faith’s undiminished flower 

In a yes-nope garden-bower

...where each season rearranges

common scenes with constant changes

Where a moment-ous pendulum 

Measures dust-to-dust's momentum 

...ere that last breath will deliver

Deathless Soul back to the Giver

And what remains is The Reck'ning

For what sustains today's beck'ning

© Janet Martin