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Ready To
Leave?
By H. L. Gradowith
I'm an old man, though my years don't disclose it,
I've lived a hard life but I guess I chose it,
I have always done my best and God knows it
Now I’m getting ready to leave.
Who knows
what the future may or may not hold?
Our lives are a tale that has not yet been told.
Some people die young and some live to be old,
But one thing is true of us all: we shall die.
Do not waste your time guessing how, when or why,
Good or bad, rich or poor: from this world well fly.
Just be sure you're ready to leave.
Each of us
lives and does the things that we do
And then when we die all our doing is through;
So we have suffered others have suffered, too
You've a broken heart? Do you think it’s the first?
Your lot’s a hard one. Do you think it’s the worst?
You have aches and pains? In hurting you're well versed?
You think these are reasons to leave?
You lost
someone dear and spend your time grieving?
You're tired of the lies, the constant deceiving?
None of these offer us reason for leaving
Age is not measured by days, weeks, months or years,
Nor is the outcome known when at first it nears,
You'll laugh a few laughs and you'll shed a few tears
And then someday from here you'll leave.
And you'll
win a few fights and you'll lose some too
And you'll likely grow weary before you're through,
Remember: It doesn't just happen to you
You didn't choose to enter this world, you know,
And you don't get to choose just when you will go;
Many things happen to us while here below
Over which we find ourselves without power,
Some make us happy, some bitter or sour,
But they all work to fit us for that hour
When before our Savior in judgment we'll stand
And be given, or not, a home in that land --
That's the great truth everyone must understand!
What matters is not how you may feel today,
Or, for that matter, even what others say,
What matters? Are you ready for Judgment Day?
Are you getting ready to leave?
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