I felt it
everywhere --
the weakness
the washed-outness
the exhaustion
the cold.
Are you glad to be alive a friend asked
I could not find the answer
I thought ...
Am I glad to be alive?
If I am not
would I really be glad to be dead?
I think not.
To be dead
To be no more
To spend my days without
the Son shining upon me.
Dead to sin, dead to self
yes,
at home with Jesus
yes yes yes
in the eternal mansions
of heaven.
But would I be glad to be dead?
I think only
if it was
in God's time.
So to the question asked, Are you glad to be alive?
The answer is yes!
It's the journey ... not the destination. ... The journey ... my eyes were opened and I knew Him and my heart was changed. ... Won't you join me in my travels, meandering here and there, journeying within my mind and beyond, on paths great and small, through this world that was created by and belongs to the Lord God Almighty.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
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