Just A Trace

There are times when we cannot trace the hand of God.
His actions appear to us as odd.
It seems He brings pain and anguish, into our lives already void of bliss.
The questions fly,
As we ask why?
Then we are reminded that He sees the big picture,
He really knows what’s best.
In our finite mind, this makes no sense,
HOW CAN THE TAKING OF A LIFE BE FOR THE BEST?
It could very well be a Wake Up call for us all.
The years tick by and we all get closer to the same fate.
Are we ready?
Are we prepared?
It’s time to get real,
Stop living each day carelessly.
Leave a legacy…
Be a blessing…
Smell the roses…
Hug your kids…
Love your spouse…
Know your God….
“Everything we do in life echoes in eternity”
What are we doing?
Our hearts are hurt and sad, yes, even angry,
However, where will those feelings take us?
Will we push our head further into the sand?
We must grab this opportunity by the neck,
Let not this loss be for not,
Look, hard…We can… see just a trace of God’s hand.

Written 2004