I'M Reminded

I'm Reminded By: Tom Wright 9/30/98 Toward lightening bolts, I cast a weary eye. Hearing Heaven rumble as they jump, flash, fork, and race, across the sky. In wonderment, this thought comes to mind. A symbol of God's greatness to Mankind? Or perhaps His way of letting Heavenly forces just unwind. Destruction caused on earth scarcely compares to that time held in store. When those without rebirth, shall wail and gnash their teeth, facing much more. Not compromising, God, made it abundantly clear, we must be born again. Then to His word adhere, if holding any hope of entering in. Can we by works triumph? Nay, only through His grace by faith. Not from within, are we made whole. Jesus paid the ultimate price, His life's blood, to redeem our soul. Then as calm returns, having seen, God, in his greatness. I'm reminded once again, that fields are white, that laborers are few, and of His hours lateness.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace