Time moves the same for
Each man, woman, child;
Regardless wealth, race, or health.
Each place in the world,
Time is impartial.
Gift from the Creator,
To spend it in His service,
For His glory, our Maker.
Why excuse yourself?
Small acts are received,
Prayers are heard throughout one’s life,
Small gestures are seen.
Why not trust instead?
God wastes no span of life
Offered in love and reverence
Whether with ease or in strife.
Gary Edward Geraci
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Gary Edward Geraci (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A social shot
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As a nonbeliever, I appreciate you suggesting god does not overlook any of us. Much love to you Gary!
Of course, jarcher54, love sustains us and, I believe, love brings many to come to know God.
Of course, jarcher54, love sustains us and, I believer, love brings many to come to know God.
Yes, there's the thing of 'waste' - time, money, goods, etc.
We can't go back in time, unless we have a Tardis, and our surname is Who - Dr Who! heehee. I got one I keep in the shed. lol.
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