Are You Caught in the Current of Time?

The first two lines of this poem came to me "out of the blue" in the wee hours of this morning.


Are you caught in the current of time,
Just being swept along by its tide?
Is your life without reason or rhyme?
Do you just feel empty inside?
Time's river is no gentle stream,
Although it may sometimes seem so,
But so often we're willing, it seems,
To just go along with the flow.
When its ripples turn into wild torrents
As it careens its wild course to the sea,
Then we frantically search for deliverance
Where the water's serene and at peace.
But even when the water seems tranquil,
As peaceful and serene as can be,
It still flows steadily onward
Until it merges with eternity's sea.
Our frail bark is in need of a Captain
Who knows every channel and shoal,
Who can guide us safely through danger
And bring blessed peace to the soul.
The Captain that we each need is Jesus,
He who died on the cross for man's sin,
For He's traveled time's river before us
And knows it from beginning to end.

a. franklin staples

May 21, 1996

Copyright © 1996 by A. Franklin Staples