If we wait too long to pull the cord, or to zig, when we should zag,
we can change the face of history, be a hero, or a drag.
Choice Still Ours
By Arley Steinhour 101311
Can you feel it in the Morning
As the Sun peeks into sight,
Can you feel it in the Evening,
When there is no more daylight?
Have you seen the gentle weaving,
Of the branches in the trees,
Have you noticed music cleaving,
To your heart while on your knees?
Is there any solid answer,
To the questions that I ask,
Do we chug along in this world,
And ignore our Heavenly task?
Of course, you know the answer,
As it weighs upon your heart,
There is no one, on which, to swear,
But Jesus, who Loved you from the start.
We may resist the calling,
We may not address the strife,
We can plod along, while falling,
Refusing to repent, this life.
We can qualify our action,
We can tell Him, we don't care,
We can join the sinful faction,
And become far less than air.
He will shake His head in wonderment,
As we elect the choice of worldly sin,
We can reject the sacrament,
By, Rejecting Eternity with Him.
God gave us choice, none other would,
We hold our future in our own hand,
We have the power to do as we should,
Or, with Satan, in Hell, be banned.
I cannot tell you how to choose,
Your heart knows the sway,
Lift your head and use your nose,
The sweet smell leads the way.
Look for Eternal flowers,
Instead of flaming lake,
Place faith, in Jesus, before it Sours,
And Satan's hold, He Will Break,
Through your Reborn Prayer.