Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Life So Brief, So Precious

Like a beautiful rose

blooms and shares its sweet scent,
comes a time when life ends
and we cannot call it back.

From infant to a child,
then boy to man,
and father to grandfather,
one day his last breath would come.

From questions to decisions,
life's challenges to determination,
through struggles and survival;
one day no choices remain.

Life, like a precious treasure
is ours to temporarily claim,
but eventually we must lay it aside
and then leave and go on.

If God is real —and how can it not be
since He created all of the universe and you and me
so we must meet Him at the appointed time

The heart cries in pain, "I long to go Home,"
for surely we long to live eternally.
Jesus is the door and He invites us in,
His love is what the soul must see.

by Elaine Hardt ©2007
photo by Carlene Hardt ©2007