It Was Not My Time
rushing one morning I missed the bus
and found out the next day that It was in an accident
there were some fatalities
It was not my time
the airplane trip that I was scheduled to take
was moved up to an earlier flight
because the meeting was rescheduled.
the flight that I would have been on crashed
there were fatalities
It was not my time
I was hailing a taxi cab on a rainy afternoon
but a man in a Brooks Brother suit
jumped into the cab before I could reach It
the cab was broad sided by another vehicle
a half block away from where I was still standing
there were fatalities
It was not my time
I have begun to see that God is sending me a message
He's letting me know that I still have work to do
in His name and for His glory
I now know without a doubt that I am a child of God
covered by the sacrificial blood of His son Jesus Christ
so I will diligently continue to work, worship and witness
for the Kingdom Of God
Until It's my time
Copyright © Louise Nelson | Year Posted 2007
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