Room of Doors

How wonderfully heart-warming it is to recall a life well-lived, in faithfulness to God.But how very common, unpopular and unglamorous is the living of such a life,ignoring the lure of many a wink with eyes fixed on One Door (to eternity)that once again God's mercy holds ajar in a new day of grace! The grace of God implores with love that will not failWhere life is like a room of doors where choice and onus hailWhere seasons rise and fall like wave rolls over waveUntil our final port of call is back to God who gave We share in common this, kiss of humanityAs wail of earthly genesis births immortalityWhere Mist of Mortal Must, is tethered to a tollBeneath the sheath of dust to dust resides the deathless soul Ah, it is not enough to do the best we canOr confess that we love, but only by measure of manFor all love comes from He who alone authors lifeEach breath flirts with eternity like thread skimming a knife The grace of God implores where goodness and love brimBehold! life’s little room of doors begins and ends with HimTime’s wave of corridors where seasons rise and fall Rolls swiftly o'er grave-stubbled shores to the Soul’s port of call The grace of God implores and wills a new day's tollAh, pity the one that ignores the Savior of the SoulThe Way, the Truth, The Life; there is no other DoorSave one; where remorse will run rife forever, evermore © Janet Martin In Him was life, and that life was the light of men. The Word became flesh and made His dwelling among us. We have seen His glory, the glory of the one and only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth. For the law was given through Moses; grace and truth came through Jesus Christ. I am the gate. If anyone enters through Me, he will be saved. He will come in and go out and find pasture. Jesus said to her, "I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in Me will live, even though he dies. Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.