The Poet wrote,
What is life?
What?
Is life but a wisp of smoke carried in the air?
A wisp in the eternal aether
Are people wisps?
What of man’s, or woman’s! accomplishments?
What of them?
Is the sum total of all ones life simply,
A pile of shinny tin, brass, and wood?
Is that life?
Is life simply a cacophony of sounds travelling through endless time?
Is it?
Or!
Is life.
Yours and mine
more!
Is it,
A divine opera?
An opera played out on a high mesa
A stage suspended between,
Heaven and Hell.
Are we as Shakespear said,
Simply actors?
Life,
I believe.
Is an opera played out before God.
Live!
On a high mesa,
Between Heaven and Hell.
And we,
We, Are, partakers in a play.
Individuals, who write our own script.
Awaiting the final curtain call
Sending us to eternity
Are you ready for the final curtain call?
What is the sum total of your life?
What?
What will “they” say about you as you pass on?
What will God say?
Where will you spend eternity?”
The Psalmist wrote,
“Show me, O LORD, my life’s end and the number of my days;
let me know how fleeting is my life.
You have made my days a mere handbreadth;
the span of my years is as nothing before you.
Each man’s life is but a breath.
Psalms 39:4,5
Jesus said,
“Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life.
No one comes to the Father
except through me.”
John 14:6
The Apostle Paul wrote,
For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—
and this not from yourselves,
it is the gift of God—
Ephesians 2:8
The writer of Hebrews wrote,
“Now faith is being sure of what we hope for
and certain of what we do not see...
And without faith it is impossible to please God,
because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists
and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him.”
Hebrews 11:1,6.
Where,
Where will you spend eternity?
Are you sure you know where you will be?
Please think about it.
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