Life Is Too Short

by Yvonne Boehne

September 21, 2025

The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy, I came that they may have life and have it abundantly. (John 10:10)

Life is too short to sit and pout.

Life is way too short to sit around and do nothing.

Life is way too short to sit and be bound up in the shackles of despair, bitterness, pride and regret.

Life is way too short to not live for Jesus and Jesus alone.

Life is way too short to not be the light and salt of the world, to go out among the nations and preach the good news.

Life is too short to not be walking in freedom from all addictions, abuses, mistakes, mess-ups, and failures.

Life is just way too short to not be grateful and praise Jesus for his life and death on the cross.

This breath in my lungs, shoes on my feet, food to eat, clothes on my body, the freedom to worship my Savior and all that he has done for me.

This beautiful life we get to live, not only because of the brutal agony he endured, but of the victorious and glorious work my Savior did for you and me on the cross at Calvary.

Amen! Praise and glory belong to Jesus Christ alone!

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Yvonne Boehne

Just tryna' write poetry that always glorifies God and who He is, what he has done for me, and what He can and will do for you! If God can transform my life, I know without a doubt he can transform yours too! You are NEVER too far gone, or broken for God! Come to Jesus just as you are and give your life to him and watch the change happen when you turn to Jesus and live for Him!! Being a Christian is never easy, just as life isn't easy, but our only hope is in Jesus Christ the one and only!!

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Yvonne BoehneSep 21, 2025

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