As I near Heaven’s gate,
The Tempter calls, “stop and wait!”
God only wants, the best for you.
Come look and see, what you can do.
He would shame me, before my Lord,
Tarnish my gold, and take my sword.
Although he cannot drag me down,
He’d steal the jewels, from my crown
The path is hard and I’ve walked so long.
It’s tempting to stop, and hear his song.
But what about those who’ll follow me?
What kind of witness then, would I be?
Just as I begin to falter,
I see Jesus, standing at the altar.
No, the Tempter’s charm has no hold on me,
The love of Christ, has set me free.
This poem was a finalist in the April 2020 poetry contest