Going Places

Going Places

by Margaret Cagle

They are walking trails and riding bikes.
They drive motorcycles and even trikes.
They drive automobiles, and catch planes,
And some are riding on passenger trains.
They ride on buses and taxi cabs too.
Some board ships, sailing oceans so blue.

Yes, it's everyday and it's everywhere,
People are traveling here and there.
They're coming home, or they're going away.
Some will return, and some will stay.
A simple fact of life, we all know
Is that people are always on the go.

Even when our body dies, my dear friend,
This "going places" surely does not end.
When people may say, "Well, he is gone,"
You can be sure that his soul lives on.
If he is not saved, he will go to Hell,
But He will go to Heaven if all is well.

Friend, make sure you get it right.
Please do not miss that special flight.
Ask Jesus Christ to come into your heart.
He'll save you, and your journey will start.
Your final place will be Heaven then.
Get born again and have peace within.

Author: MARGARET CAGLE