The Gift of Time

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He gave me today-

His Gift

If I abuse

or misuse it

Ashes will be all that remain.

Yet, if I offer it up to Him

Showers of blessing and beauty

He will send.

He didn’t leave me in yesterday

That gift is far gone

I’ll never unwrap its pleasures

or its sorrow again.

I want His freedom to rise above

All the deadness that abounds

So that when today

is only yesterday

No ashes will be found.

He wouldn’t show me tomorrow

For its safely in His hands

My life is part of His plan

He is my life story

To Him belongs the glory.

Though the road I travel

may be unknown

I know it will lead to home.

We cannot be foolish

with the gift of time

For it is the ladder we ascend

As we take the climb

Eternity ahead

Heaven sublime

(c) Tina Cole

The ‘New’ Reality

jesus is the reality
in a world filled with blinded eyes of vanity
more real than mortal tongue can tell
His word is truth;he'll never fail

he is love in a world of hate
on calvary it was revealed
he is the key to heaven's gate
in him eternity is fulfilled

eat of his flesh, drink of his blood
of his sacrifice you must partake
that from selfishness and sin you may awake
of his sufferings you must share
so his righteousness you may wear

Jesus is the reality
all else is vanity
more real than mortal tongue can tell
his word is truth, he'll never fail

he's the king of kings
the god of heaven
the ruler of the universe
the creator and the savior
of the soul of man

he stands with outstretched hands
softly calling will you come to me
for i will set you free
from death and the destroyer
and you will see i am your reality!

A Heavenly Foretaste

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I hope you like this poem I wrote decades ago. I’ve revised it a little since then. I believe for the better. Still yet, the essence is the same.

 

Heavenly Foretaste

 

My heart is in a far away country, far away land, far away world.

A city which never can be seen with earthly eyes

Its splendor leaves nothing more to be desired

I breathe the air of this land into my soul, and

I know my heart is home.

 

Though now I am bound to this lower world

By the chains of time-day by day I will climb

On silver wings I will soar, till I reach home

Where time shall be no more.

 

I smell the freshness of that new morning

When we arise with the Son

And taste true life just begun

With a hungry hope I await…

To hear the opening of  Heaven’s gate.

 

 

You can read my post related to this at my other blog truelighttreasures.