God knows when each sparrow falls to the ground
So how much more does God know our time?
When will be headed homeward bound?
When death strikes
It’s nothing no one likes
But it’s all our fate
The earth is groaning
It’s ready to give up the dead
Some to everlasting life
Some have a different destination
But when we lead many to Christ
We will shine like stars forever in the heavens
We are the clay and our Potter is molding us
We sleep in death
But will raise again
After we take in one deep breath
Many deaths are sudden
Resulting in faces of sullen
But the Son of Man is returning in glory
Check your heart and mind
And prepare your wedding attire
Smooth out the wrinkles and stains
© Carly Wiggins 2018
Fabulous poetry and so well penned for the Lord. Awesome picture of Jesus, Carly
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