These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Impending

The 'cane it hurries from the South.
It builds its strength the slower it comes.
How wide will be its open mouth
to dump its rain and windy sums?

They say "it's just a smallish storm,"
but will it prove to be much more?
Yet, Michael in its final form
left in its swath a months-long chore.

Our care is rested in God's Hands.
Salvation? Or the worst of it?
He works in wisdom in His Plans
for He Alone can make us fit.

The 'cane of Wrath nears HIStory's shore.
To say it, "Nay," we have no pow'r.
Upon our knees with God implore
to keep us from that fearsome hour.

The Man of God, the God of Man,
He came a Babe with right to rule.
Directing HISt'ry by His Plan,
He parts the wise from ev'ry fool.

These days of preparation best,
we store what needs we may have then,
that when we face the coming test
survive we will in Wisdom's Win.

These days of Grace are Hope's last breath.
He's calling now to Saving's Side.
Redeeming hearts beyond all death
is His great Work beyond all pride.
(John 3:16; John 6:37,44; John 14:6)

by Jay O’Toole
on August 28th, 2023