Just Past the Bend

If I am to live Oh LORD, Let it be with great zeal. Not with pompous words, Or even in how I feel! Oh LORD, may just a part of Your passion,  Live in one as simple as me. And may my steps honor You, For all to see! For to live without Your passion, Is to die slowly each day. Like a ship with no compass, Sailing away! No port ahead, No mission to complete. Just another day on board, Lost to the fleet! Sailing the globe, But never seeing the sites. Passing great cities, Only at distance,  seeing their lights. May The LORD call me home, Should I grow this cold. For should my passion die, May I never grow old!

Where will you be, in a thousand years? Rejoicing with JESUS, or trembling in fear? Will you have met, the apostles of old? Or have been in torment for what seems, like time untold. The just and the unjust, are each promised their day. Both promised eternity, both promised their pay. Eternity for all, will know no end. And for all mankind,    it's waiting for them...