The Moth

Such a silly little insect
That rarely gets any respect
More often seen at night
Fluttering around a light

It's never paid any mind
Except for when it's maligned
Fluttering around that silly light
Did you see that moth tonight

Maligned as it may be
The Moth, the one that can see
And never showing any fright
In always seeking out the light

For if we were only as such
Purpose, not so out of touch
We'd also fly up to the Light
For you needn't be a moth, right

While praying I thought of this this morning. When I got home there was a month on my window. The only reason I can think of is God wants you to come to His Light!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Sands Avatar
August 31, 2017 at 6:55 PM
Very nice Vincent. Thanks for sharing. I enjoyed reading this tonight :)
Flannery Avatar
September 1, 2017 at 9:48 PM
Funny as I said, He iz using all rezourcez fo bring His Children Home, we have drifted and grown cold. His Light not seen by many. God Bless You.
Wanter Avatar
August 31, 2017 at 6:41 PM
Always, Vincent. Very nice.
Flannery Avatar
September 1, 2017 at 9:45 PM
Truly it is He. He truly wants all of His Children to come Home. Thank You and God Bless!
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