| Some believe this Walk is in vain!
A never-ending struggle train!
Imprisoned in the fire of its Bain!
Sunder bonds, ‘the same ole’ same!’
Sealed up furies, building pains!
With the thrust of this train!
Your yearning soul does proclaim!
You’ve made your day,
‘Fairly plain!’
Just the same
Full of ‘What the heck?' and
‘Who’s to blame?’
At this speed its all the same!
Life’s a blur!
More of the same!
Blinding your soul, to the pain,
So comes the need to blame!
Once to care, and lead to shame!
Starkly glaring into shame! You sit and stare into the same!
And, ‘Wondered if you felt the same? Who never shared! Who never cared?
And, That Day! Made you scared!
Because it made you know!
That!
The Gift of ‘Care!’
Was never ours to give or share!
But, belongs to ‘Him!’
Who’s Always Here! There! And Everywhere!
Who always cares!
No matter the wares!
Just to Share!
Enough to spare!
None Despair!
Under In His ‘Continued Cared!’
Not Yours to Bear!
Do you dare?
Receive His Care?
posted by Rev. Joseph G. Steadman | 12:30 AM |
