Yet [*/+/^] : 27.225 MHz, Some Final Measures; Poem Afrer Matthew 6:10

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Yet [*/+/^] : 27.225 MHz, Some Final Measures; Poem Afrer Matthew 6:10

Lord, I have made a botch of this life;

how could I ask for any more, two or three or seven?

Yet, You have promised me, through Faith, that I may receieve

eternal life in Your Holy Kingdom, forever, in Heaven---

mine to have if only I continue to believe.

In the light of that, no more remains to grieve;

no more fears or torments to relieve.

Starward

Author's Notes/Comments:

Last night, I experienced a very bad time, medically. While I do not believe that my time had come to depart, since, twelve hours later I am still here, I do believe it was a bit fo a foretaste of that final day. This poem arose from that experience unbidden.