TIME LIKE A SOLDIER MARCHES ON

BE IT BLUE SKIES, SUNSETS, OR SNOWFLAKES
By: Lillian Carol Russell

Time like a soldier marches on,

I’ve seen so many changes in the days that have flown.

I am the prisoner it has taken along the way,

Scars of the battle show more clearly everyday.

In youth I knew no fear,
I marched right into life and never even wondered if danger might be near.

Today I will not even climb upon a chair,
I could really be hurt if I fell from there.

I remember long lazy walks in the woods when I was no more than a child of ten,

Everything of God’s creation filled me with so much wonder then.

I sat by a babbling brook and watched a tiny waterfall,
I wasn’t in a hurry and took time to enjoy it all.

The years rushed by and oh so busy I became,
The world was out there waiting, I thought for me to tame.

Somewhere along the way I forgot to smell the roses,
And lost touch with all the beauty that is just beyond our noses.

Now battle scared with age I am as before, 

Amazed by the wonders of God even more.

Whether it be a falling snowflake or the wind in the trees, 

I’ll take the time to listen to the music in the breeze.

God never changes, it is we who do,
We rush through life and never stop to think it through.

He is the same, yesterday, today and tomorrow,
And He will see us to the other side of all our pain and sorrow.

So trusting in Jesus, like an old soldier I march on,
And when life’s battle is finally over all my aches and pains and all my sorrows will be gone.

Although the road we travel may be filled with pain and woe,
These things although they hurt us are the things that make us grow.

Praise God for whatever, sun or rain or snow flakes,
For whatever in life happens, He makes no mistakes.