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 © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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