AM I READY?

Am I ready to meet the Lord?

Yes, I met Him long ago,

Left "my nets" to preach His word,

Then town to town, to and fro.

I tired at times, and would have quit;

His word sometimes became a sword,

Which cut so deep with Holy Writ

That oft I found myself ignored.

Pain of preaching is seldom known

By those whose sins set them apart,

Who know not yet Christ did atone

For sin that still controls their heart.

God given patience in those years

Helped me to see the good in men,

And though it often was with tears,

God's Holy Spirit defeated sin.

Yes, I'm ready to meet the Lord,

To be beside Him throughout time;

According to his gracious word,

I've kept the faith, and made the climb.

WHY?

Why does man strive to live

When he has little left to give?

When joints are worn and muscles torn,

And few fresh thoughts his mind adorn?

When thoughts are lowly and come so slowly,

When all his thoughts wax more holy,

When aches and pains course through his veins,

And drugs and diet his life maintains?

Why not relax and let things be,

Instead of spending days to see

Doctors, nurses, health institutions,

To overthrow divine conclusions?

Three score and ten, the years of life

The Bible gives for this life's strife.

Except four score, by way of strength,

If God sees fit to stretch that length.

So man, relax, your span is done,

When you should walk, don't try to run;

Eternal life is now begun;

Cease your struggles, and just have fun!

Don't be so wired because you're tired;

Have you not done what i desired?

Rest my son, don't try to run;

Eternal life is now begun.

JUNK MAIL

Junk mail is a nuisance; we all agree that’s true,
But here’s a bad dilemma that really makes me blue!
When this comes to pass, it makes my spirit fall!
If I didn’t get this junk mail, I’d get no mail at all!

Did you ever let that junk mail imagine a cruise ship?
With those millions which it promises,
You could surely take a trip!!
And all it takes to make it true is let your reason slip!

Expertise is not essential in this “once in life time chance”!
Just stay at home every day, but join us in the dance!
The offer says with composure, and with great reserve,
“Just take it easy, our new friend, and get what you deserve.

You could work in your pajamas, and never comb your hair!
Yod never go out to work, and make a mint not being there!
They’ll even furnish you a car, though you don’t leave the house!
Even in my dreams, this would make me feel like a louse!

What a shame no one’s at home at this e-mail address!
Or is the mind that’s “not at home” the one who sent me all this mess?
Now and then I open junk just to pass the rime,
But since I have to work tomorrow, I better end this silly rhyme.