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Don't Waste Time.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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† Donít waste time.....

A time to live a time to die

No moment can return

Too quick this life can pass us by

Surely itís time to learn

The time we have is not our own

But Heavenís gift to serve

Yet more and more this blessed loan

Proves more than most deserve

We waste so much, most every day

Like fools weíve time for crime

When nought remains in which to pray

Weíll know the price of time

How swift time flows can oft amaze

As winter follows spring

Lifeís seconds, minutes, hours, days

In youth donít mean a thing

But when in life weíve passed our prime

When wrinkles mar oneís face

We see weíre running out of time

And then weíll seek Godís grace

The time thatís left, through grace allowed

We need to spend so well

If Christ will raise you in the cloud

Donít wait for time to tell

On earth, lifeís clock ticks on and on

Constant its spring winds down

Will then God smile when time has gone?

Or judge you with a frown?

There is a time for everything

But now itís time to seek

Some one on One with Christ The King

While time remains to speak.....


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Submitted: Sunday, March 11, 2012

Last Updated: Sunday, March 11, 2012

About the Poet
I never wrote a word of poetry in my life. Till the day Jesus took my hand and touched my soul.....I invite your response. However most poems are not about me! Very few are. But the feed-back good, bad or indifferent is always desired. Not meant to offend, but I write about many things in many a guise. Of life, death, lost, found, saved, backsliders, new comers, repenting souls, doubting hearts, heathens, Christians, fire, water, Satan's daughter, wallowing in sin, saved, made sound walking in Light, graceful righteous. Suffering, ecstatic, bored, excited, sad, delighted, Sick, well, lame, able, living, dying, etc. etc. etc. Writing about anything, everything and everyone as the spirit leads. All meant to reveal, waken, revive, encourage, shame, help. Gladden, pick up, exalt, portrait, liberate. Again over 99% of my work is not about me. Although at times I write as though I were or am. Speaking e.g. in the first person. This is quite common even in the bible itself. Prophets speak of themselves, then God speaks, again the prophet, then God......Quite often it's difficult to distinguish whom it is that at any given time is speaking or narrating.


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