Lost and Found

My life, is mine to live and I will choose how to live it.
My path to walk awaits. 
It lies before me, I can accumulate
Good or bad I can become rich or poor
As time and circumstance dictate
It will not be 'all' my choice 
(Apart from) giving my life to Jesus,
That is a soul’s choice alone.
So would I at some point give everything I own away?
Will I 'choose' to leave myself utterly helpless?
That would not be a good move.
And yet when life is ending,
All will be removed from my ownership
Even 'this my life' I will not be able to operate it anymore
And who will possess it?
Who searches in life’s lost and found?
At closing time?
Who will own my destiny? Would it be better
To freely give my short human life to Jesus; right now?
Or wait until its eternal lease is assigned, and to whom?



©Joe Maverick 27-3-2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Barry-Nishanian Avatar
April 12, 2018 at 11:01 PM
Christ came to do his Fathers's will, I dedicated my life not to Jesus , but to the ONE whose name he said we must honor and obey as he did. Jesus called a faithful and true witness...not witness to himself but to his God and my God. Glad you are comfortable talking about spiritual things.
Maverick Avatar
April 13, 2018 at 6:37 AM
Thank you for visiting this one Barbara, I consider we all hold our own choice in belief, a and the Holy Spirit will help us when as we work through this life together.'
Thomas Avatar
April 4, 2018 at 11:33 AM
Joe an honorable introspection we should all ponder. Wonderful piece :•»
Peranteau Avatar
April 1, 2018 at 9:08 PM
Bright warm Spring to you dear poet...Yes, I arrive as the weather, unpredictable, yet I arrive...*sm...In your introverted, yet (unreticent) write here, I find you somewhat aloof yet furtively benevolent, truly philanthropic... It truly was the felicity finally finding the you 'mongst versifiers...Ty for sharing with me...Have a wonderful Spring....Much love, james
Maverick Avatar
April 2, 2018 at 4:14 AM
Its a bit brighter this morning James, and not the least for your friendly comment; all the best and thanks for your visit'
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