Embers of Time
Embers of Time
As our time dissolves to embers, we reflect on what we have wrought.
Will we even get to Heaven after all the craziness we have sought?
Will our children and theirs’ try to follow in our misbegotten ways?
Or did we help to steer them to a far better and unerring way?
Did we teach them to seek a far better way of life?
Or did we show them the material one, built with so much strife?
Did we teach them to be kind and gentle, yet in faith, to be strong and true?
Did we help them open their hearts to others, or tie them closed, as they view?
Did we show them how to mend a fence, or to trample on everyone else?
Did we lead them on a path to Jesus or steer them away, somewhere else?
We know: as we sow… so shall we reap… but, yet, God is always at hand.
Reach out with an open heart and soul, as before him we always stand.
No one is perfect, so in the end… simply bow before the Great I AM.
In his eyes we were always his, yes… His precious little lambs.
Copyright © Carol Eastman | Year Posted 2014
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