Life Preserver
Life, is the river,
on which all must travel.
While some row,
countless have chosen to drift.
Some are focused on a destination,
but innumerable are lost.
When cross currents are encountered,
drifting boats oft capsize.
Many, in fear of drowning,
feverishly add pitch.
But there exists no great need
for panic or despair,
for God is reaching toward each,
a life preserver.
To be rescued,
one simply needs to receive Him.
Having now been saved,
focus on the Lighthouse,
rowing as if your very life depends on it;
for in fact, eternal life does.
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