Clock Is Ticking

Laying in the dark, collecting my thoughts-

Wondering what Tomorrow will hold;

The enemy tells me I’m worthless,

That I’m just growing old.

For a second I wonder ” is he right?  

  Look at this wrinkled flesh!

The world loves smooth skin, 

I’ll never pass that test.”

But then the Holy Spirit picks me up, 

Gently whispering my name,

Reminding me that He loves me;

Asks me not to play the game….

To my King I am so very beautiful

 through each and every season ;

He’s the God of All Truth-

I better start believing Him!