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We agonize in defeats, but thrill over the games we've WON.
There's a time and season for every purpose under the SUN.
May we not allow our personal purposes to go UNDONE.
The time is approaching when God will determine the SUM.
Of times and seasons, may there be no pleads of IGNORANCE.
Everyone will be accountable, and there will be no NDIFERENCE.

This is the time, the season, whereby knowledge has INCREASED.
At the end  in Noah's day, everyone was forced to end the FEAST.
There is a grieving time to be ill; and a happy time to be HEALED;
There were times we spent and spent; now it's time to pay the BILLS.
In such times as these, mysteries and revelations are to be REVEALED.
Leaders must surround themselves with those who can open the SEALS.
Seasons often have no reason for their malfeasance, and their lyrics do      not always RHYME. But there must be a time to understand the TIMES.

King Xerxes and  King David, both had and utilized men who understood     the times*. Their understandings allowed them to give the right and proper advice to their KING. Sometimes the words of the wise were challenging,  often threatening, and seldom did they cause anyone to SING.

Those Golden Seals, so desperately needed in our time, are aligned with the times like seeds awaiting to germinate. We have a date with destiny; the hour is late, but let us seek to understand the times and never cease to pray.

062721PSCtest, A Brian Strand Rime Poetry Contest, Brian Strand
*1 Chron. 12:32; Est. 1:13

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