Anticipation
By George Thurlow
©️December 3, 2021
With every change of season
We’re closer to the day
When the Lord shall shout
And we shall fly away.
Anticipation filled my heart
Again this early morn
Viewing the sun rise from the sea
As the brand new day was born.
Will I be home in glory
Before the setting of the sun
Will the trumpet of the Lord be heard
Before this day is done?
Then I saw some marshy fens
Waving in the wind
Reminding me of harvest time
And all the souls yet still to win.
And deep within my spirit
I was so comforted by these thoughts
Yet gently the Spirit prodded
“There are fish still to be caught.”
