In a hundred years time it won’t matter
if the house you’ve lived in wasn’t done,
the garden and outside wasn’t finished,
or all the chores that were not begun.
It’s in your journey that you ran
In a hundred years time it won’t matter
if the paint still in the tin,
that was meant for the wall in the study.
would it really be such a sin?
It’s in your journey that you ran
In a hundred years time it won’t matter
if that shiny new car was not yours?
Or that fancy new watch admired
still sat in the case at the stores?
It’s in your journey that you ran
In a hundred years time it won’t matter
if you were never on TV,
You’d never reached Hollywood stardom
or even been in a movie.
It’s in your journey that you ran
Store up your treasures in heaven.
Where the Lord sees them your heart he finds
Love God, love your neighbor as yourself
be patient, gentle, and kind.
It’s in your journey that you ran
Live today and enjoy it.
Grasp every moment you CAN.
For life is the eternal race-
and there are no real winners.
It’s in your journey that you ran
– – – By Connie Ciccone ©July 2004
