HAND OF TIME

God's hand of time is ticking,

around and around it goes,

until the appointed time,

time for Jesus to return,

to take His children home.

That moment nobody,

nobody really knows;

what a wonderful day,

day that will be,

what a meeting in the air,

to Jesus and our loved ones

and many warriors of prayer.

~ Winston Gerald Staples

Just Thinking!

I am sitting in my study looking out the window on a very cold day in NB, Canada; I am thinking about some of the great days I have enjoyed these 76 years of my life and how richly I have been blessed. Here is a poem I wrote about life.

Setting Sail: Life is like a voyage, sailing across the sea, setting our sails, to find breezes to set us free. as we set sail, we find the sailing may be rough, the waves roaring high, visibility mighty tough. We discover it is so hard, to be captain of our ship, when we have an enemy, seeking to make us slip. When our lives, like the ships, face tempest and despair, we need to seek a harbor, and find shelter there. In this voyage, we have a choice, who will captain our ship, Jesus, who wants to save us; Satan who wants us scuttle our ship. So dear soul, who will your captain be; Satan who keeps you in bondage, or Jesus who will set you free?

I trust you enjoyed this writing!