The Best Of Times

when we who were
privileged
think back over
the course of our lives

when we consider
our struggles
to gain an education
earn a living

we know
the best of times
were hard won
effort sustained

in affirmation
of honour integrity
that the favour
of our divine God

was a blessing
of heavy burden
yet our best times
were these times

were achieved moments
of quiet personal happiness
stung like polished pearls
among endless hardship toil

others who lived lives
of total abject suffering
never had never knew
moments of soul saving

happiness moments
of sustaining hope
life saving renewing
regenerating hope

were cast down
upon broken knees
that did not pray
know personal Saviour

we are humbled
we solemnly grieve
that their hedonistic
lives were too much

for
a faithless
soul
to carry

in isolation
from the
redeeming
Grace of our God

an infinite love
an infinite mercy
an infinite favour
an infinite goodwill

shown to humankind
poured out upon humanity
cast free of devouring sin
through repentance in Christ

poem by Terence George Craddock
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