This poem, written in May of 2019, again brings a message which has been part of some recent devotionals and Bible readings. May all believers continue to reach out to others with the message of God’s grace and peace. He never grows weary of gathering the Lost to hear His Word.
Walking down an empty sidewalk all alone
Feeling lost when no one calls his phone
Facing the final sunset of a life
Remembering past sinful strife
Rubbing together his chilly, worn hands
Warming a cold heart of a humbled man
Recalling a strong home built brick by brick
Wiping away tears when she became sick
Losing his loving bride to illness
Asking, “Why God, is this meant?”
Battling the raging, turbulent cosmic powers
Creating lonely darkness that sadly towers
Living without a daily dose of hope
Trying to understand his life’s scope
Reciting scripture as Christ says, “I am with you”
Witnessing the bloody Cross, coming into view
Testing his faith, builds continued endurance
Removing sinful chains at every occurrence
Loving us, God guards our hearts and minds
Smiling, the old man knows he has more time
Bringing Salvation, our Savior conquers the Cross
Blessing another life, this man no longer feels lost
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