Our lives are like the grains of sand
Sifting slowly through an hour glass,
We pray and watch. We strive and plan.
Lord, it's You who makes things come to pass.
My life is not my own, Lord.
You know I'm just passing through.
So, help me to stay focused
the things You'd have me do.
Don't let our minds get weighted down
With the pressures of each day.
Let us share each other's burdens
be a lamp to light their way.
Keep our eyes transfixed on Heaven
And away from worldly things,
Let everything we say and do
Bring Glory to Your name.
Tomorrow isn't promised, Lord,
And all we have is just today
To tell lost souls about Your grace
how they can be saved ..
By kneeling at the rugged cross,
With their heart and souls in hand.
We know that's where forgiveness starts,
each and every man.
© 2009 by Vickie Lambdin
Poetry by Vickie Lambdin Treasured Thoughts This poem may be used in its entirety, with credits in tact, for non-profit ministering purposes.