insecurity

So insecure,
Of things that happening now and before.
The fear is great,
Everyone is afraid,
Of what tomorrow has in store for us.
Though it was said,
What shall happen will happen.
Anything could just struck you in a sudden.
There is no guarantee,
Of what will happen or what will be,
The next second,
Or the next century.
“Walk through the narrow gate,
For it leads to life”
How many accept their fate,
And with total perseverance strive?
“Avoid the broad gate,
For it leads to death”
How many are tempted, tried and endure,
Do they have the faith?
The burden is great,
Anguish is intense,
Mortal humans we are hence,
Weak, powerless and helpless.
May by His grace our sins cleanse,
That we are spotless and unblemished,
Worthy in His presence stand…
-The Bornion Crusader-