No Time To Delay!

This is not just another poem
But, instead, a sincere plea.
To all of you who are reading
I am asking so earnestly.

If you know the Lord as Savior
In Heaven you'll be some day.
But, what about those around you. . .
Those who are lost, do you pray?

It doesn't matter where you are
Or your status here on earth.
You also have a great purpose
And it's not through worldly worth.

Just stop for a minute and think
Those you see day after day,
Those whom you consider your friends
And those who get in your way.

In your mind picture those faces,
And then consider this thought. . .
One day you will stand before God
And also these will be brought . . .

To stand before our Righteous King
The final court will decree.
On these faces you see fear. . .
Pleading so desperately.

You can't believe this is happening
Though you'd heard it all those years,
The Judgment Day has actually come . . .
You watch them with bitter tears.

One by one they pass before Him
They begin to scream and cry . . .
"Why didn't you tell me?", they ask . . .
"Why didn't you ever try?"

The door to Hell is opening
And you hear our Father say,
"Go, depart, I never knew you . . ."
And then, they are cast away.

In relentless pain and torture
With flames leaping all around,
There, even the worm will not die
And no relief can be found.

If you believe the Holy Word
Then you know this is all true.
Now, with all of this on your heart
What are you going to do?

Tomorrow you'll see those faces
You'll wonder, "Are they prepared?"
Walk over and simply ask them . . .
Let them know you truly care.

The Lord is wanting to use you
To bring those lost ones to Him,
That day is so much closer now
Soon they will all be condemned.

Not one thing is more important
Than sharing Salvation's Truth!
All earthly things will pass away,
God's Word is Eternal Proof!

Don't be afraid to proclaim it,
Though many will laugh and scorn.
Just think about the hereafter,
And those faces so forlorn.

A bittersweet time it will be
No doubt some will walk your way
With rejoicing, they'll embrace you
And through tear-dimmed eyes they'll say . . .

"You never knew I was listening
But, one day I heard you tell
A wayward soul about the Lord
Laughing, he said, 'There's no Hell!' . . .

You walked away looking so sad
My heart was so convicted.
I knelt and prayed to your Jesus
My life was so afflicted.

He was my Jesus too that day!
I never saw you again.
I wanted so much to tell you
Your witness was not in vain."

What a joyous day that will be
When we enter Heaven's gate!
Start sharing the Good News today. . .
Tomorrow may be too late.
Susan Trafford Martin
1997