I rediscovered this brief “poem” of mine recently, while rummaging through some old computer files. I remember writing it back in college, oh so long ago. It was shortly after I’d come to faith in Christ, and I was trying to work through how different my view about ultimate destinies had become now that I was a Christian, as opposed to what I had once believed when I was edging near the borders of atheism. I do not claim that this is great literature by an stretch! But the thoughts expressed here still ring true to my mind.
What am I?
Some absurd ape taken in by a grand illusion
of false grandeur?
Or am I a child of a loving Creator-God
formed from dust into his everlasting image.
Is my life wrapped up in a sad delusion?
A delusion that will pitiably end in the sticky
black darkness of death?
Or am I destined to serve my King,
to serve my King in eternal, heavenly glory?
But I know in Whom I have believed,
And I am persuaded that He is able
To keep that which I have entrusted to Him
Until that final day.
Yes Lord, I am Yours.