Sustenance

Some are shown but they don't believe.
Some believe but they don't obey.
Some turn to God as last resort,
Then cry that he has turned away.

The path that God has meant for us
Is straight and leads to Heaven's door.
Commandments set in solid stone,
And guiding Book to teach us more.

A gardener does not plant his seed,
Pick up his tools and walk away.
He watches over every plant
Provides its needs to grow each day.

He's waiting now with loving plan
To set you on your way toward home.
Not He who sent you far astray.
Your own free will has made you roam.

So willful child, pack up your toys
And take the hand God offers you.
His loving care is all you'll need
For steady growth, a long life through.

By: Joyce 9/17/09