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Keep the Lamps Burning

Keep the Lamps Burning (Mathew 25:1-13) Where will you be when I come back? Oh! Where will I find you then? What kind of time have you been spending? Are you ready to see me again? When the millennia’s have Burned through the decades And the years have tasted the day When the hours have burned through the minutes In what state will I find you that day? When I come through your door, Will I find you kneeling, praying? Will I walk in and find you asleep? Will you be zoned out on Netflix? High on dope or smoking some weed? Will you be tucking your kids in at bed time? And teaching them just how to pray? Will you be screaming at then because they failed you? Or will you be teaching them all of my ways? Will you be throwing dishes at your husband? Or silently avoiding your wife? Will you be tweeting or scrolling on Facebook? Or will you be saving a life? Will you be holding some ones who crying? Wiping away somebody’s tears? Will you be feeding those who are starving? Or will you be frozen in fear? Will I find you alone in bed crying? Believing I would never return? Will you be raging at me with your lips closed? Or will you be filing the lamp with oil to burn? Have you forgotten the first time I Loved you? Have you pulled away from me so far? That all the roads I gave you to travel, Took you that from my heart? I gave you all that I have because I love you! My heart, my mind, my blood! I told you I would never forsake you, I trusted that you understood! All your deepest secrets and your sweetest dreams Your tears, I have counted them each! And I held you in the darkest pain, Oh! My child I have loved you so deep! I gave you all of my knowledge I taught you all of my ways You had but to call on me! And Love me all of these days! For, I am looking now all over the Globe Preparing to come to your door! And how will I find you waiting? As in Love as you were before? My Father is ordering the Trumpets be cleaned The Mighty Angels are getting in line The Horses hooves are stomping You must stop wasting time! I am coming for my Bride! Oh! How will I find you waiting? With each precious moment flitting away? Please keep the lamps burning brightly, Oh! How I long to find you that way!

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Date: 2/5/2015 5:32:00 PM
Very convicting and well written poem, Sarah. These are good questions to ask ourselves and to reflect upon. A 7 from me.
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