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A Questionable TimeDo you ever stop to wonder why there are fleeting moments between each sigh as you listen to the ticking of a clock? What exists between my thoughts are strands of kindness, where I want to reach out and help all those in need. Before I inhale my very next breath I wonder about something important to me… Have I made a difference in someone's life? Should someone dare to search my heart will they find glimpses of care and love… wrapped around them, while they are there? Can I amount to all that I could? In a life where I am told, “You're no good.” Yes, I rise each day with God on my side. Seconds, minutes, moments will be put to good use… To embrace and encourage - not for me to abuse all wonderful living things and kind fragile souls. What God has so graciously placed in my heart I will bring to others and fulfill my part In sharing with all, my steadfast faith. Between this earth and Heaven above Stop, think and wonder why it is that we experience everything on the Lord's time. Psalm 34:1 I will bless the Lord at all times: his praise shall Continually be in my mouth. Ecclesiastes 3:1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: Julie Pisacane © 2005 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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