My Time, His Place


With what seems like lightning speed, time flies by,
The world as you knew it is gone, in a flash, in a sigh.

And all you really catch are glimpses of life here and there,
Sometimes the picture is pure delight, others deep despair.

Yet if you slow down and let God have the reins,
Relax and lay back, learn to read His simple signs.

His picture comes into frame, with His help we can see,
Where our future, and place in His ministries is to be.

On this Earth with all of His creatures we can act the fool,
This place where human likes to think they can control and rule.

God will lay down His law, with His power, with His utter grace.
To survive, watch for Him to tell us where we belong in His place

To be a guardian in His garden, His Eden this place called Earth,
We must Love each other, as He loved us all since before our birth.

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