Hope And Contentment
My hope is all I have today,
Of the life I’m being fitted for.
My hope, when activated, gains,
To me my only joy.
My hope is kinda touchy, though,
For in trying to bring it near,
It gives the most frustrating pain,
And heaps upon me fear.
It must be coupled with content,
To help me with the ” now “.
It takes them both for me to live,
They go together, somehow.
If “now” is all there was for me,
I’d of all men most miserable be.
And future only, is a fantasy trip,
For I must now be me!
I cannot lose them either one,
For the “now” was once my hope.
And when future is reality,
With it I must cope.
Tied to today for identity.
Seeking tomorrow for the same.
An escape from time alone,
Can release me from this game!
Acted upon by days gone by,
Hope living off future days.
The “now” is just a waiting room,
‘Twixt these unattainable ways.
Frustrating hope, when unfulfilled,
Shall forever be removed.
I can’t cause time to speed, or slow,
Nor the future come, nor present go.
I remain changeless though always changed,
Helpless my life to rearrange.
Immortal mortals all around,
Quickly falling to the ground;
To fit me for future, they gave. Isa. 43:3,4
Though quietly resting in the grave.
And do you realize that boy,
Whom the paper office did employ,
Became the man who writes this rhyme,
Became so only a day at a time?
Oh, dear God, where ends it all?
Where is your final judgment call?
Let me rest in eternity
And from this frustration be free.
Never again a past, or hope!
Nevermore with time to cope.
Endless present, with future fulfilled,
Hope and faith to lay quiet still. I Cor. 13:13
To ” dwell “, to never “exist” again Rev. 21:3
To find Eternal God my friend.
To live in that eternal day,
The former things having passed away.
Eternal me in the Eternal Son.
He and His bride now are one.
The past, the present, and future meet.
Eternity and I do finally greet!
Jan. 29, 1980