THE SONG OF LIFE …
There’s a song being sung and we’re all in the choir,
the proud, the meek, the blind and the liar.
Each makes a sound as they move through the days,
and the score is kept forever they say…
For some life's a game to be played and won,
others live for pleasure and fun.
Few manage to find what they are created to do,
few find the treasure and meet the real You.
Some leave ripples of pain and hurt,
few, if any, will give you his shirt.
It’s sad but true that most of the time,
all that we’re thinking is I, me, mine.
How do we break this cycle of self
that corrodes our tribes, our families, our wealth?
Return to the melody sung by our Father
or - stay out of tune, if you would rather.
But don’t come to me if you choose your own song,
complaining that everything in life’s going wrong.
He came to this earth and walked with the worst,
loved the unlovely for which He was cursed.
Showed us the lyrics with the beat of His heart,
invited us with Him to sing our special part.
Ill give you the first note if you want to join in,
say sorry to Jesus for every selfish sin.
Invite Him to take control of your life,
and let Him deal with your anxiety and strife.
He knows best how to get you to sing,
with the beautiful tones you were created to bring.
You will find others to share this new love
of life, and the Father in Heaven above.
With much Blessing
Carl Emerson