It matters not if I’ve been hurt;
It matters not at all
That sometimes from my weary eyes
The scalding teardrops fall.
What matters most is if I’ve erred
and not confessed the sin
And through my lack some needy soul.
las failed to follow Him.
It matters not if cherished friends
on whom I lean in vain
Have wounded me by word and deed
and left me with my pain.
What matters is – can I forgive
Again and yet again?
It’s not “Have they been true?” but,
Lord Have I been true to them.
“Twill matter not, when evening comes,
How rough the road I’ve trod,
If only I have walked with Him
And led some soul to God!
How sad it is that so many Christians are more concerned about their earthly, physical lives than about
their heavenly, spiritual heritage. So many have sold their heavenly birthright for an earthly mess of
pottage. We must, by faith, put our spiritual heritage first in our lives.