If at the beginning of each life,
We had to write each thought and deed.
Record our very actions,
How we live, our moral creed.

How would every chapter start,
With each phase of life we live?
Would it match the Book God keeps,
In what we take, and what we give?

Will you have a section,
That's devoted to our Lord?
Or, will your book be about yourself?
Do you live by faith, or by the sword?

Does your book include much laughter,
Will it improve the world at all?
Can you say you picked those up,
That were shattered by a fall?

So many things to think about,
As you write about your life.
Steadfast in adversity,
Who do you turn to when in strife?

On these leaves you cannot lie.
As daily the pages mount.
Baldly stating all the facts,
Are your sins too high to count?

The Table Of Contents must be last,
For, it chronicles what's inside.
And, only the finale shows the world.
Of how you lived before you died.

When I write my final chapter,
I pray He tells me I'm not forsook.
Because my name, He too, wrote down.
Will He say that too, with your Life's Book?