We live our lives, seeking what comes next;
each of us, with a definition of success;
much that we do, brought about by pretext;
as we’re drawn by our desire to impress.
We all worry about things, done in the past;
some of them led to disaster.
Everything that came before; can’t last;
be concerned, about what comes after.
After is the future, that you’re destined to be;
a blueprint for who you’ll become;
whether preordained, or allowed to choose free;
you’re a creation of the Master’s Son.
You were created by a thought and a need;
for a special purpose, all are designed;
given all ability and authority to succeed;
the Master’s will, and yours, aligned.
Many live life, in some distant dream state;
a mission, within, is somehow conceived.
More than a few others, can clearly relate;
but, far many more, never believed.
Others live without any sense of purpose;
not knowing they’re a part of design;
a true sense of being is under the surface;
the perfect gift, from the Master, divine.
The gift of God’s Son, who died on the cross;
to some, it all seemed a disaster;
but, the Master of Light could not suffer loss;
and, salvation is the gift that came after.