I often think of time – it’s such a precious gift
But no one knows how much of it we have
At times, we let it pass away and just drift
At times, for another day we’d like to save
There are those who live to a ripe old age
Others, who in their tender years die
In youth, I thought I’d be forever on life’s stage
Now I wonder what time and things ahead of me lie.
All of us eventually run out of time
And this joyful earth we will leave behind
But endless time is such a thought sublime
It is something I have constantly in my mind.
I think of joyfully and eventually coming home
Where days stretch out into the time eternal
I know I will live forever and then some
There I will finally have my dreams and all.
Jesus said to his disciples, “Keep awake therefore, for you do not know on what day your Lord is coming. But understand this: if the owner of the house had known in what part of the night the thief was coming, he would have stayed awake and would not have let his house be broken into. Therefore you also must be ready, for the Son of Man is coming at an unexpected hour.”
Matthew 24:42-46