Immortality in the Making

'Stop it!' I scolded myself, as I began again, to inwardly lament the haste of summer.'Rather, focus on the vault where Time's timeless treasure accumulatesfrom the riches of Today's opportunities!!' This is the day the Lord has made;we will rejoice and be glad in itPs.118;24 Imagine if I/we truly, utterly lived/loved in light of the Giver/Maker each day!As soon as something is given, it becomes a gift!so then, each day is a gift;a gift we shape into life's legacy!How suddenly sacred today has become!It's rainy.A good day for errands and indoor chores! The way we live/love in life will be the way we live/love in deathThe character of you and me survives our final breathThe passion of pursuits when all is said and done, produceThe ration of the fruits that God will weigh without excuseLord, ere this day begins to drain into eternityRemind us of what will remain beyond the part we see How fleet the seat we fill on Time’s four-season-carouselHow surely each coveted thrill will fall prey to farewellLike paintings in a gallery, love hangs its works of artLike pieces of a legacy, like treasure of the heartLord, ere we wake beyond this world, impress on us todayThe proof of love’s witness unfurled through whose law we obey Where the heart is, there love’s collected treasure too will boast(Either on earth or up above) of who we love the mostThis is the day the Lord bestows, to live with gifted breathThat which transcends the curtain close, immortal then, in deathLord, ere it is too late to live/love the way we wish we had'This is the day that You have made to rejoice and be glad' © Janet Martin For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.Matt.6:21