Last Request!
May I pass down to you
a little of
my life’s knowledge?
Now these days
young people hardly muse
the words of old men.
Time has marched on
sunsets of my past
far exceed
my sunrises I’ve yet to see.
Entering the final turn
knowing the finish line
the home stretch lies ahead.
I sprint now to
empty myself of all mercy
that has been poured into me.
Leaving no prayer unsaid
no un-repentant sin
no hurt un-forgiven
blessing all who
around me I see.
Reaching out in love
to those who hate me
laying hands on the sick
instructing the children
encouraging the young
picking up the fallen
I will sprint on.
Exhaling all self
denying the flesh
exhausting the body
no time to rest
yes I sprint on.
When I cross the finish line
to look upon my race
regrets I will not see
I will not wish
I had prayed more
read the Bible more
given more
loved more
for I will have
used even my last breath
for my Lord.
Amen.
My Dad and I have always been very close and after I gave my life to Jesus we became even closer. Four years ago in August my Dad went to spend all eternity at our Abba Father’s throne. I was asked to write his eulogy this was what I came up with. My mother disliked it so much, pitched a fit, and it was never read. If you knew my Dad, one would say yes that was he.