Hands of Time
Written: by Tom Wright
1/25/2018
Time is a commodity which we all possess,
But each is assigned contrasting amounts.
A commodity that man cannot suppress,
It’s what we do with our time that counts.
Time always dances in an unchanged direction,
Abbreviating life with each departing day;
Minuscule nanoseconds make our collection,
Only God can extend or diminish our stay.
“The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away,”
Job 1:21 KJV
Thank Him when you’re happy.
Thank Him when you’re not.
The word says, “In all things give thanks.”
And that includes a lot.
Thank Him for the good things.
Thank Him for the bad.
Thank Him for everything
That you have, will have, or ever had.
Thank Him for the joys in Life.
Thank Him for the sorrows, too.
For through those He is working good for you,
And He’ll give Grace to see you through.
As Job said, a long time ago,
When he was tested and tried so hard
“The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away,
Blessed be the name of the Lord.”
Thanks be to God for even the trials,
Tho sometimes that is hard to say.
But we know, by faith, when we are tested,
We’ll come forth as shining gold, one day.
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