Our Days

In all of our days, many seem a haze, yet there are moments that we at times have reflected on, taking time to stand still in time, a far off look or gaze,

Appears upon our face, as we remember the times, the smells, the place, that took us for a moment from our routine pace.

All our days end up as the withering grass, fading into another season, having given us time for a specific reason, to marry or a child carry, or raise, 

In the end of all our springs and winters, and each fall, what we will surely recall, is how our hearts were touched, and turned to God to praise,

His every count of our every hair, regardless if life was so unfair, we will know He was with us, where we'd go. What was it that in all of this He wanted to us to show? 

That He alone is love, Yes He is Love, sent from above, 

Which is Kind, and Good, and steadfast in long suffering and temperance and patience, full of eternal joy!

When one of His hear and see, be it a man or woman, a girl or boy, 

That they are not alone, and He does not carry the first stone, 

He awaits your love to return to Him, away from every evil thought, and cleansed from every sin.

There is no one apart from Christ, worthy to enter in, 

Forgiveness is available, for every single sin!

Love can fill the spot that once was did occupy, the thoughts of all this world , yes every single lie!

Finally He came to bust, your every reason to not love and trust!

For your trust must lie in Him and not in fear of any ones sin.

Love is indeed the greatest gift, He has given to you who believe,

Don't ever forget He is love, it is Him you do reject or receive!