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An Appointment With Death

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 I will take the things I brought with me, when I leave this earth someday. I will leave the trees I planted with seeds, along each vale and way. I will travel alone and leave behind, every friend and foe indeed. And what I thought of as my own, as I laboured to my bone, will become like a mortal stone. Though I feast now in houses and is merry at heart, I have an appointment  to meet with death. So I consider my ways,  while I have time, And store up my treasures on high. I am given a destiny  and a purpose to fulfill, To persevere through valleys, and at times to stand still. With kings I never sup, though I dream and never stop.. When I go to meet the Lord, I pray to hear WELL DONE from God.

Not Good Deeds

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 You cannot enter heaven because of good deeds.. Without accepting Jesus, you are merely roadside weeds. What shall you give in exchange for your soul.. When nothing in your lifetime, pursued heaven's goal. You labour for the temporary  and accumulate with sweat.. In all your endeavours, you put value in what you get. What about your departure, and where your habitation be? For what and who you yield to, will render you your due.

When I Must Sleep Alone

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 Who am I without You Lord? I have forsaken all others for You. When my back is against the wall, I lean on You. My whispers in the midnight,  is as a child seeking warmth, and I am quickened by desires, to find comfort in your care. When my time on earth has ended, and I must sleep alone.. I will rest in You sweet Jesus, Today and for forever.

According To My Works

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 It came to pass with the passage of time, that I stood before the Lord to account for my life. Angels dressed in white, stood adorned by the Throne.. And my eyes beheld the Glory, of the presence of the Lord. I saw the mercy seat and the judge of my life.. In ways I cannot comprehend, my heart weighed with fear. Where there was no sin, I could not escape.. As the book of my living, was opened for to see. According to my works, as recorded on each page, eternity beckoned slowly, while absent was my stage. I thought I might be dreaming, when Faithful, Tried and True.. Looked upon my stature, with sadness as my due.   I had lived a life so sinful, and I failed to rid my lies.. Now hauntingly my rescue, departed with my cries. " Depart from me, I know you not", I heard my fate declared.. "You rejected Me as your Saviour.. The One alone who cared.  Now forever and till ever, you will be with the one you cheered".

My Wants And My Needs

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 I might Want a new dress, but I don't Need a new dress. My wants are my desires and my needs feed from hunger. The Scriptures declared,   my Needs be supplied.. So I separate with rejoicing the carnal side of me. Time is not my friend and it beckons and flees.. There is no end of vanity, so I let go of what has bound me. In a prison of greed,  for the things of this world.. Better is my constant, in the things beyond the sky.

What Would The Lord Say

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 What would the Lord say if I don't turn the other cheek? What would the Lord say if I showed the devil that I was very weak? If I don't practice what I preach, there are souls I could never reach.. What would the Lord say when I meet Him on the judgment day? I read about the parted sea and about the ones who had to flee.. While deep sea creatures looked in awe, every sound obeyed God's law. By faith a million footsteps trod.. By faith they weathered through. So what would the Lord say, if I don't trust Him for my due?

It's Hard To Go To Church

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 Sometimes it's hard to go to church, when there is ice in the veins of those around you, and ignorance comes alive. Chameleons in fine linen and pride inside the heart.. Your name upon red lipstick, to shatter hope and faith.. And all you want to do is flee, but Jesus says to stay. "For the pure in heart will always see, your appointment is with ME". So I hasten every footstep,  to Him who lights my way.