A tumbleweed rolls as the wind blows
it bumps, jumps, stumbles and sows
For miles and meters and further it goes
And all along the way new tumbleweeds grow
The wind picked her up but she couldn’t fly
She tumbled and rolled until she crashed and died
The old tumbleweed’s life ended with a sigh
And all along the way her precious seeds lie
For new tumbleweeds to grow
does not just happen after the show
Months and sometimes years go by
before a new tumbleweed sees the sky
It was time for this tumbleweed to say its goodbye
her life ended in the wink of an eye…
Time is the factor that rules our lives
Not the wind or tumbleweed cries
So here we are in our race to the end
we run and we jump but soon we just blend
We seem to forget that we are sent
to make a difference before the end
If Jesus should visit you today, what would He say?
“It’s a pity the wind has blown you the wrong way”?
Or would He tell you, “Don’t worry, the end is nigh”?
Bet you don’t want to hear that, not even when you cry.
Now, my child, what have you done with your time?
Suddenly my story feels completely out of rhyme
Remember, when Jesus says He has all the time in the world
For us, it is running out…