I read this today and felt the need to share with you. Twas the night before Jesus came and all through the house Not a creature was praying, not one in the house. Their Bibles were lain on the shelf without care In hopes that Jesus would not come there. The children were dressed to crawl into bed Not once ever kneeling or bowing a head. And Mom in her rocker with the baby on her lap Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap. When out of the East there arose such a clatter I sprand to my feet to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. When what to my wondering eyes should appear But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here. With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray I knew in a moment this must be THE DAY! The light of His face made me cover my head It was Jesus! returning just like He said. And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself. In the Book of Life which He held in His hand Was written the name of every saved man. He spoke not a word as He searched for my name When He said, Its not here my head hung in shame. The people whose names had been written with love He gathered to take to His Father above. With those who were ready He rose without a sound While all the rest were left standing around. .I fell to my knees, but it was too late I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate. I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight Oh, if only we had been ready tonight. In the words of this poem the meaning clear The coming of Jesus is drawing near. Theres only one life and when comes the LAST CALL Well find that the BIBLE WAS TRUE AFTER ALL! After reading this, and you feel like this could be you please do what you know you have to do...Ask God into your life. Sharon
Posted on: Fri, 12 Dec 2014 18:11:18 +0000
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