Poem

Too Late!

Michael Beck Michael Beck

I knew You had been waiting, how patient You had been
My line was long and busy, but one day You’d fit in
I didn’t speak against You, I knew You had Your place
But it was just at that time, I had another chase
You see the world around me, came knocking at my door
And I was off and running, I thought You’d be a bore
I said when it was over, when I had had my fill
That You would still be waiting, and I could have you still
But here I am with nothing, my pleasures are all gone
The line that kept me busy, has no one left upon
Now, O God I’m ready! the world has lost it’s spell
But now I cannot find You, it’s lonely here in hell.

“Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shalt say, I have no pleasure in them” (Ecclesiastes 12:1)


Michael Beck is a pastor in New York City and the main author on Signpost. Receive a daily devotional he publishes every morning via email.