The Author of Life

I have written this story with you in mind
Words of life to last through out time…
Not on slates of stone but hearts of flesh
Each time I write, the words are fresh…
There is no distance from beginning to end
I’ve carved out love letters; to you I send…
All I have and all I am,
Birth is only a pin-point of what your life is worth…
Babes in living cocoons, spinning through cosmic space…
I gave you your first breath, and it, is, I, who will take it again…
I’m writing this story so that you will understand
Your life is more than food or drink, more than what you do, or think
Your life is written in my book, and with each stroke of my pen, I look, and there you are
On the pages I designed and took…one tiny dot, just a speck in time…child, you are mine…
I formed the atmosphere and then I shook; and the earth was formed and the stars were shaped…I am the Author of Life, make no mistake…
You have a purpose; I’ve written the plan…
I’m the Author of Life; I created man…
But it’s up to you to finish the tale…will you choose heaven or will you choose hell?
Your story is being written as you read these words…
Like the waves of the ocean or the songs of birds…
I Am never ending, forever writing, to tell you, you are loved…
The Author of Life; is heard!

~Marla Shaw O’Neill September 9, 2019

Hebrews 12:2-3 New King James Version (NKJV) looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.