These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

It's Supper Time!

The light of eve was long, then dim,
until the dark consumed.
The day of play was gone from them,
but suppertime perfumed.

What wondrous memories brought from youth
foretell the end of days
when Darkness hides the light of Truth
by humor's shtick displays.

We played for hours 'til she called,
"Come home. It's time to eat."
We loved to run as trees were sticks,
outlined by Sunglow treat.

But when she called we knew, "It's time!"
Or sweet be turned to wrath.
If she called, again, the tongue would be primed
for lashing. Do the math!

In truth, the supper was always good,
the tastebuds' lovely feast.
For sweet tea added to the food
of chicken or roast beast.

What wonders lay in store for those,
who strain to hear the sound
of trumpet call for ones He chose,
whose lasting state abounds.

The Dayspring shines his final rays.
The Spirit's Presence "lets,"
until the end of Gentiles' days
in dark'ning silhouettes.

"It's Supper Time!" the Groom will call.
The Bride, now, ready-made
will share the feast with Him and all,
so bidden and displayed.

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"7 Let us be glad and rejoice, and give honour to him: for the marriage of the Lamb is come, and his wife hath made herself ready.

8 And to her was granted that she should be arrayed in fine linen, clean and white: for the fine linen is the righteousness of saints.

9 And he saith unto me, Write, Blessed are they which are called unto the marriage supper of the Lamb. And he saith unto me, These are the true sayings of God." (Revelation 19:7-9, KJV)

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"No man can come to me, except the Father which hath sent me draw him: and I will raise him up at the last day." (John 6:44, KJV)

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by Jay O’Toole
on August 21st, 2023