The Beloved

As the sun rises and sets, the seasons come and go.
While the moon waxes and wanes, the tides ebb and flow.
With the passing of the seasons, my life is opening like a door.
And as the tides drift and run, I am becoming ever more.

My life here on earth for me is a big mystery.
It is a bag of joys and laughter, bundled with misery.
I often wonder what power or who it is that put me here.
Gifting me with life, so precious and so dear.

Some say it’s all by chance that I exist upon this earth.
There is no other power responsible for my birth
But the random combination of atoms and particles
It is their incessant movement that gave me my sparkles.

There are others who say I am part of a grand design
And a great and mighty purpose I have been assigned
This almighty power desires nothing but my happiness
That is why with life he has me so richly blessed.

Now faced with life’s mixed bag of joys and misery
The randomness of it all will make my life so bitterly
But I can choose otherwise and believe with all honesty
That I am created by God who loves me tenderly

Come, let us sing joyfully to the Lord.
~ Psalm 95

Jesus said to the disciples,
“Be on guard so that your hearts are not weighed down
with dissipation and drunkenness and the worries of this life,
and that day catch you unexpectedly, like a trap.
For it will come upon all
who live on the face of the whole earth.
Be alert at all times,
praying that you may have the strength
to escape all these things that will take place,
and to stand before the Son of Man.”
Luke 21:34-36

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