Thoughts
God always leaves on a light,
In our darkest hour He guides us through our plights.
Our eternal hope His never ending grace,
To someday be able to gaze upon His face.
How many times have I heard His name taken in vain?
I too have uttered those words and the foul taste still remains.
How many times has He been held in contempt for things He didn’t do?
Like the loss of a child or a loved one that has left a void so deep in you.
Do we give Him the thanks when all is well and all is good?
Some do but all should.
Do we share His love the way He wants?
Or are we ashamed some will ridicule and others will taunt?
Have you ever received a blessing and not realized from where it came?
Maybe a check from out of the blue, just what you needed and it had your name.
Could it be the Lord showed you a little of His love?
So why not give thanks to our Father up above?
When my final bell tolls and they lay me down to rest,
I hope the Lord hears my final and last request.
That there be room in Heaven for this old coot and I’ve earned my berth,
And I hope I’ve reached a few souls before parting this old earth.
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