It's About Time

Oct. 20, 1987

When thinking at length about myself and of the time that is.

I ponder at my destiny and how I've come to live,

With failure and success, both given in full measure.

As well as aching pain and exceeding pleasure.

So now full cycle comes again and I am but alone.

To face the solitary walk, that never leads to home.

Messiah's marked my path for life and I cannot forget,

That one day I will be with Him with never a regret.

Of former years and worldly plans that I desire so,

He counsels me to travel light and heed the time to go.

Yes I can see destruction near to all that cling to life.

They seek the earthly comforts to shield them from the strife.

To scorn the pain that goes with Christ and all that follow near,

And never know the inner voice that only few will hear.

So I am called, no matter what, to lay my body down.

This life is but a foolish breath without Messiah's crown.

Tonight again I cast aside my plans for future days.

To put my trust once more in Him to guide me in His ways.

To live is Christ, To die is gain, and all but life in Him is vain.