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There's No Time But the Present
by Terry R A Eissfeldt Oh, my day seems like forever From the dawn into the night Little children all around me Always refereeing a fight Where's the peace and Where's the quiet? I can't wait until they've grown I've no time for my own things But I will when they're gone Then I hear the Lord say There's no time but the present To hold that little one There's no time but the present To share in childish fun There's no time but the present To teach them of My ways For the present is soon the past There will be no more baby days But Lord, I cried My day goes on forever From the dawn into the night Little children all around me Always running from left to right I've no peace and I've no quiet I've no time for Your Word Don't You want me for a witness To go out to the world? But He said There's no time but the present To let the children come There's no time but the present To do as I have done There's no time but the present To truly follow Me So put your flesh behind you And let your spirit see I closed my eyes to the little messes all around me. I stopped my ears to the little voices calling, "Mommy!" I shut out all the childish things that surrounded me And I imagine what ten years would bring. Peace, quiet, a neat house that would last more than five minutes. Wow! I could walk around the kitchen without someone tugging at my leg! I could eat meals without having to cut up someone else's food Or clean up someone else's spilled milk. I could sit down and read with full knowledge that I would quit on my own time. Oh! This is too much! I could go to the bathroom, take my time, have a bath, Do whatever I wanted to, without someone banging on the door crying, "Mommy, I have to go BAD!" Ah, time, time to myself. Wait Where's the little voice saying, "Mommy, I wuv you."? Where's the little hand squeezing mine, hard? Where's the little feet on top of mine as we dance through the kitchen? Where's the little arms stretching up saying, "Mommy, hold me high."? Where's the little tears that only I can wipe away? Where's the owie that needs a Mommy's special kiss? Where's my little girl skipping down the stairs? Where's my little boy throwing a ball? The Spirit said They've all grown They're busy without you Time...time so fast...time...it's gone The Spirit led me back There's no time but the present To dry away the tears There's no time but the present To help calm childish fears There's no time but the present To love each little one For the present is soon the past And this time will be gone Oh, my day flies right on by me From the dawn into the night Little children all around me They're my joy and my delight When they fight and when they're crying I pray for Jesus heart I need His love to guide me So I can do my part Terry R A Eissfeldt copyright 210 Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |