How Many Are My Days

How Many Are My Days?
Dr. Jim Martin

To each there’s allotted a number of days,
Known but to God alone.
Thankful we should be while here on earth,
That this number to us is not shown.
 
If we had knowledge of when life would end
I wonder how we would proceed.
Would we find ourselves busy every day?
Would we be focused on good deeds?
 
Some might conclude that normalcy would include
Living a life of ease.
Then when time was nearing the end,
They’d turn to God and Him please. 
 
Difficult it is to try to understand
Anyone thinking like this.
I wonder if they ever stop and think,
“I hope my counting wasn’t amiss!”
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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