PERSEVERANCE Our marriages are quite a trial, Our mortgages are way past due, Our boss is on our case, Just what is it we should do? We’ve been beat upon the head, And knocked down without remorse, This world is so hardhearted, What are our options for recourse? Our families think we’re crazy, Our friends just stay away, Numerous obstacles impede our paths, As we follow the STRAIGHT AND NARROW WAY! The world can scoff, the world can scorn, It can laugh and disparage at will, It can slander our names and push us down, And send us the final bill. It would be easy to fold the tents, To recoil from this endless fight, To quit just before the Finish, To the enemy’s delight. But this isn’t the time to refrain, And acquiesce to the menacing dark, We are to withstand the pelting rain, Until our ship can disembark. Life is hard, but we must endure, Eternity is almost here, The attacks won’t end until the End, So endeavor to persevere. Don’t give up and don’t give in, The Lord is almost here, Hold on tight and don’t give ground, Again, and again, PERSEVERE! The Good Lord did not put us on this earth to be "successful" -- He put us here to be faithful!! Don't wither again the constant gale-force winds of mortal cruelty, indifference, and greed. Humbly Faithful, not successful! Hit the nail on the head brother. Except to be successful in Faith! TR Humbly, I must pray multiple times a day to have my faith increased, need more....to be ready for the next steps in this journey we call life on earth. :prayer-hands: :flyup: Speaking about persevere ... Since this virus outbreak ... just wondering .... how many of you are having trouble witnessing to strangers on the streets because of their fear you might be a carrier of “the germ” so they are standoffish nor will they take a Bible tract? Could this be a sign the churches job assignment is about over? :unsure: This old hymn comes to my mind ... Work, for the night is coming, Work, for the night is coming, Can't wait to be evicted from this Earth! Got an out of this world retirement! TR
Work through the morning hours;
Work while the dew is sparkling,
Work ’mid springing flowers;
Work when the day grows brighter,
Work in the glowing sun;
Work, for the night is coming,
When man’s work is done.
Work through the sunny noon;
Fill brightest hours with labor,
Rest comes sure and soon.
Give every flying minute,
Something to keep in store;
Work, for the night is coming,
When man works no more.
