~ The Calling ~
Come and Dine

I feel as if life is ebbing and that
Which impales me to the earth is lifting.
The course, He had set for me,
Is releasing the anchor and I'm drifting.

There's a freedom of the spirit
And I hear, "Come home and dine";
Troubles, only a brief encounter;
Possession, all earthly, no longer mine.


There is something pulling, ever pulling,
To a place where I have never been before;
Sought, never visited but believed
It lies beyond the earthly shore.

There will be a sadness in the leaving.
For, there is much I had desired to do here.
But, if He is calling me upward, then,
I must go with no regret or fear.


Races are for running
And near the goal I've come.
Rest at the end, albeit now tired;
Reflecting on what I have or have not done.

My sins, buried in His cross,
And what I have done in His name ~
Soon to, once again, walk and run;
Set free from that which kept me hobbled and lame.


Every day, I hear His voice
More clearly, "Come and see.
Child of my salvation,
Come and dine with me."

Taking with me only spirit and soul,
And love that filled my mind;
Family and loved ones, and memories,
Is all I will leave behind.

  © 2004 by Sandra Griffin
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