LABOUR FOR THE FLESH
Labour for the flesh
Is that all we care about
What we’ll eat and drink
And what we’ll be clothed with
Waking up at morn
Off to the toil of the day
Going here and there
Just to live and make ends meet
The lockdown is o’er
And we’re back to work again
To previous routines
That keep us busy and tired
We shouldn’t forget
Who we are and what’s our goal
Labour not alone
For the things that pass away
No matter how tight
Your schedule and your routine
Create real time for God
Real fellowship with the Lord
Hurry not along
Life’s long way without your Guide
Spend quality time
With the Lord each passing day
All the things we do
Should help our homeward flight
Nothing in this world
Should becloud our visions clear
Sure you know brethren
We’re just passing through this world
Don’t just labour on
For the things you’ll leave behind
Come to think of it
We’re all busy here and there
Working oh so hard
To put food on our tables
To send kids to school
Have enough to spend and spare
And the labour ends
Only at the time of death
Now for those of us
Who already are submerged
With the cares of life
And the pursuit of our dreams
Let’s return to God
And once again seek His face
For the grace to walk
Circumspectly in this world
We are mere strangers
And sojourners here below
We are pilgrims too
On a pilgrimage to heav’n
We’re not of Sodom
And not of Gomorrah too
So we should be wise
Sodom will soon be on fire
As we wake each morn
The little time we have left
Let’s not get enmeshed
And entangled with the world
Things that’ll outlast time
And things not ephemeral
Should be our pursuit
As we live from day to day.
(May we be wise. AMEN).