I looked upon a farm one day,
that once I used to own;
the barn had fallen to the ground,
the fields were overgrown.
The house in which my children grew,
where we had lived for years,
I turned to see it broken down,
and brushed aside the tears.
I looked upon my soul one day to find it too had grown,
with thorns and nettles everywhere,
the seeds neglect had sown.
The years had passed
while I had cared for things of lesser worth.
The things of heaven I let go
while minding things of earth.
To Christ I turned with bitter tears and cried,
“O Lord, forgive!
I have not much time left for Thee,
not many years to live.”
The wasted years forever gone,
the days I can’t recall.
If I could live those days again,
I’d make Him Lord of all.
Author unknown
What does this poem say to YOU in YOUR heart of hearts?
LORD, REMIND ME OF YOUR PRESENCE IN EVERY MOMENT OF MY DAY!
