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When All Doors Close
by louis gander Dominion over land and sea, God granted this to you and me. We all can sit here and complain, or use our feet, our hands, our brain. Faith, He measured, gave to all. Will He excuse if man does fall? So tell me what am I to do? Are my good fruits long overdue? As Enoch, Job and Noah knew - have I both brains and body too? Were grumblings heard with snide remark - when Noah worked to built the ark? Is my mind quick to always judge - my firm opinions never fudge? Question: Is God's harvest done? Am I a Christian on the run? Or do I see my wayward walk? Or do I study, only talk? And though I judge as others 'crawl' - am I now ready, should God call? In my tall building, many floors, and God has opened several doors. Oh, maybe I have selfish views, and that's why I could never choose. Day to day and year to year, Do I tremble, do I fear? But God is 'fair' and God is 'just' - Faith's measured portions I can trust. Yes, God loves each and every soul, it's not His fault if we're not 'whole'. For God has given ample grace before our bodies see His face. The harvest, plenty 'round the globe - have faith like Noah, Enoch, Job. On judgement day when all doors close, God will know which door I chose. 2009 louis gander - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED http://www.ganderpoems.org/ ------- Hebrews 11:5 (NASB) By faith Enoch was taken up so that he would not see death; AND HE WAS NOT FOUND BECAUSE GOD TOOK HIM UP; for he obtained the witness that before his being taken up he was pleasing to God. Copyright 2021 by louis gander. Poetry for sermons, story poems and more... If you love story poems, then you'll love ganderpoems.org / no ads, no sign-up, no tracking. Just free inspirational poetry. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |