Apathy Toward God
I looked upon a farm one day,
That once I used to own;
The barn had fallen to the ground,
The fields were overgrown.
The house in which my children grew,
Where we had lived for years…
I turned to see it broken down,
And brushed aside the tears.
I looked upon my soul one day to find it too had grown,
With thorns and nettles everywhere,
The seeds neglect had sown.
The years had passed
While I had cared for things of lesser worth.
The things of heaven I let go
While minding things of earth.
To Christ I turned with bitter tears and cried,
“O Lord, forgive!”
I have not much time left for Thee,
Not many years to live.
The wasted years forever gone,
The days I can’t recall.
If I could live those days again,
I’d make Him Lord of all.
── Michael P. Green《Illustrations for Biblical Preaching》