Quick Poem by Heather Kemper

In the blink of an eye
he took them home.
One hundred sixty thousand a few and some.
All at once not alone
the oceans opened up and swelled
the earth quaked.
There was no time
for good-byes and thanks to tell.
They were not taken over time
it wasn't slow with a warning
or with age.
In one quick move
they were standing at the gates.
Below the sky
cried out with rage.
As he sits and cries
he's telling us.
Get ready soon will be your time
sit down and pray
make it right.
Soon you'll go that way
in one quick wave
in dark or light.
He'll call them home
and those who turned the other way
will be left alone
in their choice they'll pay.
No turning back
we he comes to take then.
So ask yourself
is it right or wrong?
And a simple question
asked a time or two
may be worth more than it's weight in gold.
Ask yourself
what would Jesus do?
In your answer be honest and bold.
If it's the truth and it's right
you'll know in your heart
and quick in that light.
No time to say all the good-byes
You'll just be gone
taken out of the fight.

December 28,2004