What It Contains

In a world of selfish pleasure,

Many seek to live without measure,

Seeking material wealth and fame,

But finding it all ends the same.

For without God's sustaining power,

The soul becomes empty and dour,

No amount of riches can fill,

The void that only faith can still.

Death looms ahead, a stark reminder,

That material things, no longer a binder,

For in the end, what truly remains,

Is the state of one's soul, and what it contains.

So let us not come empty to the end,

But let our faith and love extend,

So that when our time comes to depart,

We may not fear, but have peace in our heart.

For what does it matter if we gain the world,

But lose our soul, and be unfurled,

In a sea of regret and sorrow,

When we could have lived for a brighter tomorrow.

So let us seek God's sustaining power,

And live each day, not in a selfish tower,

But in the light of love and grace,

So that in the end, we may find our place. ("What It Contains") by Courtney Weaver Jr.