Though Our Lives May Be

Though our lives may be
in a minor key,
every note will make the song whole;
then may what we sing
and the hope we bring
lead to harmony in our souls.
If our words fall short
or we lack support,
though deterred, we will not despair;
but instead let's face
our ordeals with grace
and in difficult times, forbear.

If the path is dim 
and the chances slim
do we seek an easier road?
Yet the narrow gate
yields a nobler state,
when we help by sharing the load.
Is our only aim
to assign the blame
but ignore the role that we play?
Let us reconcile
and endure our trials
as we follow what Christ would say.

We are not alone;
may our trust be known
in the One who shows us the way.
We can plant a seed
and our spirits feed
so compassion springs forth each day.
For the day will come
when we're set free from
wintry viewpoints, frozen in snow;
but together we,
in community,
can build gardens where all will grow.

At the end of day
what is left to say
that has not been all heard before?
Yet there's work to do,
seeing kindness through
in a world that always needs more.
For the truth is clear
and the kingdom near;
it is found engraved on our hearts
to remind us of
God's appeal to love
and the caring that faith imparts.

Text: Allan Baer, ©2021
290 Indian Rd. Kingston ON Canada K7M 1T8
email: allanbaer7@gmail.com
website: www.crossroadsunited.ca/spirit