A Supplication Proffered To The Lord On High Another day filled with toil and strife, Just another taste of this bitter life; Signs all indicate the Rapture is soon, With each new waxing or waning of the Moon. We look to the skies while praying on our knees, Shouting from the fire to be cooled by a breeze; Nothing good in life ever comes easy, And the things that do tend to make us all queasy. Why, why, why, oh why!? A question proffered to the Lord on High: How can the timelines flow so seamless and sound, Yet we’re still left fluttering on this earthly-ground? We search, we pray, we hope, we beg, To avoid the blast from that powder keg; You’re never late, You’re always on time, But we’re in a hurry to reach the Finish Line!! How many more weeks? How many more days? Exactly just how many more hours, Must we endure this confusion and haze? The Tribulation will soon commence, Not much time left for those on the fence; But their destiny can change by altering their hearts, So as to accompany us Heavenward before the chaos starts. Lord, if You choose to extend this excruciating delay, Please provide us with the strength to survive another day; We desperately wish to come to the end of this sorrow, And tonight would be better than waiting until tomorrow!!! We’re anxious to go, we’re ready to leave, There’s nothing left here for which to cleave; Please come get us, Lord, don’t tarry anymore, Provide us with our wings-- we’re all set to soar! We're ready for the Banquet and we're really, really hungry! :prayer-hands: Humbly Irrelevant (and getting more irrelevant by the minute) I liked that HI, you captured what I think we all are feeling. Amen! TR What she said Lord!!! TR Hi TR -- about your comment, "What she said Lord!!!". Was that a voice I missed in this thread, because I'm a he and it appears that Rick is a he also. 🙂 Maybe I'm just out of it -- it's been a long month today! Humbly Sorry, I was unsure! Forgive me brother! TR The Three Brothers, that's a rock formation in Yosemite National Park. Here's a picture of the three Brothers in the clouds. No apology required TR, I just figured a clarification on my part might be good for all. I appreciate your steadfastness and diligence to the Word. :yes: And just like the Kinks sang in 1970... "Well, I'm not the world's most masculine man, but I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man, and so is Lola". :mdrmdr: Take care my friend until we meet again. Humbly Oh, and this news bulletin just out from Politico: "Democrats Unprepared for Total Control of Washington" Go figure! I watched the Robert Redford movie the “Candidate” in 1972 and if I remember the last words correctly, the newly-elected official said something to the effect: “What do we do now?” Talk is cheap, but walking the talk is a whole different issue entirely. Power is all that matters, and when you have power in politics, your constituency is of little concern. I think we're there -- this world will definitely be ruptured when we are Raptured! :prayer-hands: Hold tight friends! Humbly I noticed TR's thread entitled, "Why", and it brought this poem back into my mind because we all share the same sentiment: Why, Why, Why,Lord, oh Why? Thus, I bumped it up again so that we could all commiserate in still being here. It's been a long decade the last two years! Humbly
