Come Soon, Lord
I’m longing to go home, Lord, as I am tired of this life below,
For there's too much pain and heartache, and winds of evil always blow.
The seasons are out of kilter, and the weather’s out of control,
As nature is running amuck — yes, there’s chaos from pole to pole.
We’ve been here far too long, Lord, we’re simply the dregs of history,
And all the sins of the fathers have increased dramatically.
Most children aren’t showing respect, good role models are far and few,
Most marriages are folding now, and crime is on the increase too.
Seems governments are failing, Lord, thus legislation is oft flawed,
And there’re bullies and slave-drivers, dictators who live by the sword.
Plus, voices are being stifled that are calling for transparency,
Which means freedom is slipping away, and with it, democracy.
Poverty's also growing by the hour, whilst wealth is being misused,
And assistance is being withheld too, and most human rights abused.
Oppression is very common, and many folk merely exist,
As it’s every man for himself, and survival of the fittest.
Yes, it’s dog eat dog, do or die, hence children hurt and widows cry,
For there’s misery and suffering, and more keeps going awry.
Pollution has fouled our planet, there is pestilence and disease,
And morality is losing ground, surrounded by vice and sleaze.
There're skirmishes and wars, and a chronic disregard for most laws,
And there is a greater acceptance of all that Heaven abhors.
Seems this world has become a playground for fraudsters, con-men and mobs,
Thus, stress and anxiety, the health of so many people robs.
Yes, Heaven’s where I want to be, and I know that You want me there,
Thus, I pray that You’ll come soon, Lord, for there are times when I despair.
I know that I'll only make it if You help me to hang in here,
And daily send me more expressions of Your tender loving care.
By Lance Landall
Think It Through
We live on a planet where the enlightened aren’t as enlightened as they think, where foxes guard the hens, where
Soldiers
shame their flag, where Christians shame their Lord, where leaders lie,
fudge, plot, fiddle, fornicate and wrongly steer,
Where men hide behind religion, where some seek to rule the world, where the truthful are oft tagged as liars, where
Liars are oft saying they’re not so, and where fiction, fantasy, falsehood and heresy are held more dear.
Yes, we live in a time when Christians have exchanged their trust in God for trust in man, (turning to arms as well),
A time in which morals have been traded for lust, discipline for appetite, and some say, Heaven for hell.
Yes, a time in which principles have been exchanged for opportunities, standards for convenience, and,
Where billions are spent on sheer indulgence while others live in abject poverty and die, though close at hand.
My, how we’ve advanced, I don’t think — and ’till there’s a change in each heart and mind we don’t stand a chance of success,
But rather, will continue to flounder, and be conned yet again via trusting in men-cum-another mess.
Hence why we must revisit those values we’ve left behind, those noble foundations we've torn down, foolishly,
Otherwise, we’re simply rearranging the deck chairs on the Titanic, icebergs still lurking in the sea.
However, even should we turn things around, the answer doesn't lie in human hands — well, not ultimately —
For we can only but improve things, and await the return of Christ-cum-the fulfilment of prophecy.
Hence why in the meantime all must be allowed to follow their own path, free from any violence and force,
Nor using such, for where there is such, you can bet that God hasn’t chosen or endorsed such a wrongful course.
So think it through, for such certainly needs thinking through given the sad state of affairs that exist today,
Which we should be doing everything we can to reverse, and which genuine sorrow and concern would convey.
For after all, we’ve largely got ourselves to blame, if not fully, which oft makes a mockery of our “Why?”
As we could’ve been spared such, or at least a great deal, if with the will of God we’d faithfully sought to comply.
By Lance Landall
The top two verses have been used in my secular poem "Beware The Eckhart Tolles."
