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Lessoned Learned At A Price Well Payed


Heading home from work

Not a car in sight

Just me the little ol' desk clerk

On that cold winter's night

 

As I turned at the light

I saw a bright flash

I screamed in fright

But too late before the crash

 

As I looked down below

From Heaven I stood

I saw my body head first in the snow

The other driver, alive, collapsed on the hood

 

I cried and screamed why

the question never answered by God

I just wanted to live again give life a better try

The events that happened I assumed were flawed

 

It happened so fastly

The drunk swerved and began veer

I did not know death would come for me

Maybe I should have looked better and took a better peer

 

I now stand above watching over loved ones

I know they miss me but nothing can change

Days will come and go, but so do people by tons

I learned my lesson though it seems strange

 

Earth is just temporary and not forever

Heaven is the enternal goal and sweetest resort

I may be sad that I am not with loved ones ever

But the joy is forever while the pain is short.

 

My advice to you from my short story

Focus on the joy from Christ

Bring Him the pride and glory

Life is not something that is bought and priced

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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