The GoldenYears...so called.
He just seems to sit there, staring into space.
Emptiness, lonliness written on his face.
He's eighty three now, tired, a broken, lonely man
And I remember when that picture wasn't in the plan.
He was young and strong, determined; had life in full control
Knew where he was going and deep within his soul
There was a fire burning; yes a yearning deep inside
To be the best at anything, whatever thing he tried
I used to think; Wow! what a man. He really runs the show
But running isn't there anymore...even his speech is slow
The Golden years are seldom kind, though some may think it's true
Too many old folks laid aside like an old worn out shoe
But it pays to show real kindness as you walk along life's way
For most of us end up like hm, we've seen a better day
And as I face the future, sometimes I contemplate
What will be my portion; what will be my fate?
Will I be tired and lonely too? Will every day be blue?
Will I lose my driver's licence, my independence too?
If fate is what I depend upon who knows what it will bring?
But I decided long ago to put my trust in Him
He carries me when I'm too weak to walk; I have trouble too
In the end He's still my Friend and He will take me through
There's an empty place in each of us that lies within the soul
That only Jesus can complete and make us every whit whole
If you're looking for a better day, then that day will start
When you let Jesus Christ come in and fill your empty heart
He'll give you joy and peace inside, a love that you can't hide
Instead of empty lonliness His Presence will abide
Don't let the golden years depress they're just a stepping stone
To that eternal place of rest, that Heaven I call.....Home RC
He just seems to sit there, staring into space.
Emptiness, lonliness written on his face.
He's eighty three now, tired, a broken, lonely man
And I remember when that picture wasn't in the plan.
He was young and strong, determined; had life in full control
Knew where he was going and deep within his soul
There was a fire burning; yes a yearning deep inside
To be the best at anything, whatever thing he tried
I used to think; Wow! what a man. He really runs the show
But running isn't there anymore...even his speech is slow
The Golden years are seldom kind, though some may think it's true
Too many old folks laid aside like an old worn out shoe
But it pays to show real kindness as you walk along life's way
For most of us end up like hm, we've seen a better day
And as I face the future, sometimes I contemplate
What will be my portion; what will be my fate?
Will I be tired and lonely too? Will every day be blue?
Will I lose my driver's licence, my independence too?
If fate is what I depend upon who knows what it will bring?
But I decided long ago to put my trust in Him
He carries me when I'm too weak to walk; I have trouble too
In the end He's still my Friend and He will take me through
There's an empty place in each of us that lies within the soul
That only Jesus can complete and make us every whit whole
If you're looking for a better day, then that day will start
When you let Jesus Christ come in and fill your empty heart
He'll give you joy and peace inside, a love that you can't hide
Instead of empty lonliness His Presence will abide
Don't let the golden years depress they're just a stepping stone
To that eternal place of rest, that Heaven I call.....Home RC
posted by Randall | 7:04 a.m.
4 Comments:
Ramdell Reading today's blog I was reminded of the one Naida wrote about the Minister who was tall and put his coat on the little guy and how it over whellembed the little guy and that is how God is with us. He wraps his protection and love around us when we need it it is always there for us. Thank God for HIS Faithfullness. B&G
What a great writer!! So glad I have had the chance to be exposed to your thoughts . . . and your poems!
After reading your blog this morning, I checked another that I follow, a Christian crafer/cook, Wanda's Country Home, and in an area where she was discussing computer tips, she included the quote, "The task ahead of you is never as great as the POWER behind you!" Obviously, a play on words - so connected to the topic of your poem.
Reminded, too, of the song which reflects the idea, "Future is unknown, but we know who holds the future." Blessings on you today, Naida
Am I allowed a second comment? Thought so, so here goes. I heard someone say once that our life is made up of 5% of what happens to us and 95% of our attitude toward what happens to us.
You, Randall, are a wonderful example of allowing God's grace to "shape" your attitude toward the "kicks" of life. I pray for HIS strength for you, Naida
Wow Randall. I enjoy reading and listening to your poems so much. Its amazing how words just come to your mind. You are a blessing to me!! Take care!
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