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There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven. Ecclesiastes 3:1

For Such a Time as This

Crying, I look back from the time that I was born,
Not knowing what to do, as a baby feeling storms.
Crying, I look back wanting friends I never had,
Bullies took advantage, making many kids real sad.
Crying, I look back trying to fit in,
Wanting to be part of a team, the last one picked in gym.
Crying, I look back the day I found Jesus Christ,
Took my sadness, bore my sins, and paid the ultimate price.
Crying, I look back when I birthed my newborn child,
Its beauty overwhelming, especially when it smiled.
Crying, I look back for marriage that didn’t work,
Circumstances and the heartache, for all of us it hurts.
Crying, I look back to the wars of different kinds,
Believing nations fix them, a lie that’s in our minds.
Crying, I look back to travesty in the world,
Seeing mankind unearthed, through God’s tools he uses pearls.
Crying, I look back at the written word from long ago,
Told stories for us all to hear, sharing so we would know.
Crying, I look back we’ve been warned and not to miss,
When Christ returns upon that cloud, “For Such a Time as This”.

© By Teresa Bellamy Walker

4-16-2013