THE POEM

I've read this poem a couple a times and never really thought it meant anything to me. Of late, I've been really caught up with work and sometimes forget totally about the meaning of existence and the creator of it.

I am truly humbled and often feel much more secure to know that He is close to me.
Now I'd like to share this poem with you and hopefully it'll speak to you soon.

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I knelt to pray but not for long, I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work for bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord,
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book; It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said "Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down... but never found the time"