Simpler Times
Where have these harbingers of simpler times... of days long, and nights sweet... where have they... gone. Those, lazy afternoons, spent playing in the sun... the soft breezes, and cool shade... from clouds above... Where have they... gone?
Where has gone, the love of God... and the innocents of our youth? Too, whom have we wondered... so, far from the truth. Too, labors many, in fields of woe... too, wrestle with one another... why, I surely don't know?
We turn around and time is gone... Turn again, and summer breezes vanish... giving way... to autumns harvest, and soon winters call... to cold nights, all.
Let us then enjoy the day, and keep God in our hearts along the, way... For man's season, in time... is but sorrow left behind... When, he in God does... rest.
Prophet.
God just dropped this into my spirit; thought, I should share it.
Iam getting words like these, from God more frequently, and with greater power (emphasis)... The time is drawing short for mankind; let us pray that His coming is not in the winter.
God bless you all.