Which Is It To Be? ? ? Poem by Michael P. Johnson

Though still I’m plagued with certain doubt
A garden full of weed
Able to see what love’s about
And know I have a need

In everyone is something good
Like faith, hope or a smile
To live, to walk the way we should
Or wait a little while

Nothing it seems has any worth
Nothing of which to boast
Until one looks above the earth
Through Jesus’ Holy Ghost

He comes through faith by loving grace
Revealing life on high
Revealing Heaven’s secret place
To such as you and I

I never thought like this before
Neither perhaps have you!
But thinking now of Heaven’s door
With death perhaps in view

What happens when we close our eyes?
Beyond the great divide
If Heaven hell or Paradise
Will call our soul inside

That day will come for everyone
Today, tomorrow, when?
When life and hope have finally gone
What happens to us then?

Ever thought if Heaven is real?
Is a pit of fire there?
Will eternity hear you squeal?
Or has God heard your prayer? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?