There always seems to be room in life
For pleasures, and parties, and fun;
But, still in life, Jesus has no part…
There is no room for the Son.
There’s always room for gossip and lies,
And dreams of lust, and ambition;
But there’s never enough time
To search the heart…
And notice it’s sad condition!
There is ALWAYS room for over-time,
For position and wealth, mean much!
But there’s never enough time for prayer each day
To ask for the Spirit’s sweet touch.
These things you’re acquiring,
Will all soon pass away;
And you’ll stand at Eternity’s Gate.
See…you may find time for Jesus then…
But, He may say, “It’s too late!”
No room…no time…
In this busy world you pass through.
Some day when you come to the end of it all…
You may find, there’s NO ROOM for you!
By: Anita Mondragon-published 2009