Can't Take It

I have been thinking a lot about a young lady who met the Lord this past January. She was one who spent time edifying her spirit in the Lord. She had many priorities straight, though not perfect. I have been thinking about my own earthly body or tent and where my emphasis has been over the years; it's time to focus. If you know me, I have been saying this a tremendous amount. If I fall short, I just try again. This short poem is what has been on my mind:

Cant' Take it!

Lately, I am more concerned about my soul than the condition of my natural tent.

I have a guarantee from my maker that His spirit will never leave or forsake me.
When I am absent from my body, I expect my spirit will rise to the Lord.


This tent is tired and sometimes busy doing things that do not edify my spirit.
Running instead of resting, traveling and missing out on blessings.

This tent, I won't be missing!

The older I get, the closer I see my end.
The closer I get, the stronger I realize a need to have a prepared way.
The more prepared I get, I affirm that I can’t take this tent or anything else with me when I die.

I really am more concerned about my soul than the condition of my natural tent.
I can't take it with me!

My spirit will rise and meet the Lord!