Sit back, find a comfy chair, grab a cup of tea.......then feel free to enjoy the poetry on this 'front porch'.This poetry is written first and foremost TO BRING GOD GLORY!!It reflects thoughts on life, love and God.May you be refreshed, encouraged, challenged and comforted....and leave with a new appreciation and joy in the mighty God we serve! God bless you and to Him be the glory, Janet Martin......
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Too Late
I had barely closed my eyes
When I heard him say, arise,
He gently took my trembling hand
And led me to a gate so grand,
I could not believe my eyes,
Then I began to realize
The ‘after this’ was really here,
And I began to shake in fear,
But He gave me a loving look
As carefully He searched His Book
On every page, his gaze would linger
Tracing each line with His finger,
Until with solemn, tender voice,
He asked, was I never your choice?
On His cheek now shines a tear,
Your name, He said, it isn’t here,
Was it simply too much bother
To get to know your Heavenly Father?
In sorrow now He turns His gaze
To a dark and dreadful haze,
Wait, I cry, I beg, Oh wait!
But I knew it was too late
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It is appointed unto man
once to die,
and after this, the judgment. Heb.9:27
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Christian Poetry,
eternity,
God's love,
Heavenly Father,
sorrow
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