So you finally went back to school and got your degree.
Well it’s about time! !
You’re leaving that job and becoming who you were meant to be.
Well it’s about time! !
You’ve been renting all of these years and you’re finally buying a home.
Well it’s about time! !
You’re finally getting married, so now you won’t die alone.
Well it’s about time! !
At some point in your life, someone in your life has said these things to you.
Strange how others solve mysteries in your life while, literally, not having a clue.
God has appointed seasons of harvest for the gardens of your life.
It’s your job to plant “seeds” and nurture and protect them from weeds of strife.
Oddly enough, the naysayers are right about timing, but it’s not about theirs, yours or mine.
Galatians 6: 9 reminds us that God hasn’t forgotten about you so relax….it’s about time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem