A POEM......When Will My Saviour Come?

The cross seems so heavy to continue with, support seems growingly out of view
I seem to be lagging behind; everybody seems to have gone far ahead of me
I am getting weak inside and it is become obvious outside
When will my savior come?
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The night seems to persist for too long, the day looks too far from coming
The dreams of my youth are almost lost, the passion for the days ahead are fading
Will it continue this way? I ponder; will I get out of this? I wonder
When will my savior come?
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My legs are gradually becoming heavy; my bones are daily growing weak
My bed is soiled with tears, my heart covered with fears
The past seems consolatory and thoughtful, the future uncertain and elusive
When will my savior come?
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I will wait for Him patiently; I will continue to serve the God of heaven diligently
He will not be late at His coming; He will not forsake me when He comes
His praises will be in my mouth; His worship will remain in my heart
For now is my savior come.
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My vision will be revitalized; my mission reenergized
I will fix my thoughts on Him; I will detach my cares from the world
Prayerfully & watchfully I will live hourly; patiently & thankfully my days will go
For now is my savior come.
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He will come as a mighty king; He will come swiftly riding on His horse of glory
I shall be strengthened when he appears; He shall equip me when He shows up
My faith, trust and love will grow; my unbelief, fear and doubt will die
For now is my savior come.

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Life might not be what you call it.

Life is a paradox. Some think it is an irony. Whatever you call it, maybe that is what it is.

In every human lies the capability for definition. A man’s conviction, passion, values and paradigm shapes his expression.

My rural sociology lecturer once said “there is no reality; every man constructs what he calls reality based on his challenges, failures, triumphs and overall experience”.

Some talk of the rule of thumb but I say life has no hard and fast rule.

I dare say that there are tendencies towards fatalism or egoism that often come with our definition of life. To a man who thinks life has not being fair to him, resorting to fate or going the ‘whatever will be will be’ way might be his best option and to man who feels life has afforded him all he wanted, being haughty and trailing the “I better pass my neighbour” route could just be a way of living for him.

Whatever it was yesterday, there is no guarantee that it will be today or tomorrow. It just might not always be as it is now.

A better appreciation of the key elements of life like responsibility, time, opportunity, friendship, love, prayer and of utmost importance, God, could open us to new experiences that will help us properly define life and make it more meaningful.

What is the wisdom in all these? What you call life might not really be what it is. You need to find out from the designer of life what life truly should be.