This Was The Time – A Reflection

This poem titled This Was The Time was authored by Akiane kramarik at age 8 in her book titled My Dream Is Bigger Than I – Memories of Tomorrow – Part Two Page 55. “You will need your own copy of this book to view the full text of this poem.  I limit quotes for the purpose of discussion and to follow copyright guidelines that allows for limited quotes.”

The poem This Was The Time consists of five stanzas with five lines each. The photograph I choose for this reflection was taken during my time in Ireland.  I felt like my son and I were meant to be in Ireland during the time we were there…In other words that was the time for us to live in Ireland.  There is a time and place for everything under the sun and under the moon and stars too.  A lot happens at night too.  Our children do a lot of growing as they sleep which explains why our growing children go through growth spurts and need more sleep at certain times in their lives.    This is another allegorical style lyrical prose.  To me the reader this poem speaks to the truth that for many unborn children their time was planned by the God of life to be born and  make a difference in the world hence the title This Was The Time.  The last stanza says this very well “this was the time to go to Your house this was the time to bow down for You were the song”.  Very true so many songs of life snuffed out before the time.  Earlier in this poem Akiane speaks to this as well as follows:  “there were too many anthems on the strings of an unfinished harp – there were too many sun rays that curled up”  This is found in the stanza preceding the last stanza.  We all have a story to live and to tell and we all also have a life song to sing.  For some of us this is a very happy life song and for many of us our life songs are sorrowful.  Whatever our life stories are or life songs are we are all a work of art created by the God of life.  So many life songs and life stories were destroyed snuffed out curled up destroyed by abortion and contraception.  Hence the allegory of the “harp”.  So many children too many to calculate have not been allowed to be born or to live so that they too could live and by so living create their own life stories and life songs.  Very sad and very true yes This Was The Time and the time is no more for billions of unborn children annihilated by abortion on demand and contraception. As a thank you for reading this reflection enjoy one of my songs titled Forgive Yourself.  In this song I sing about The Time Has Come To Forgive Yourself.  In order to forgive others we must learn to forgive ourselves too.  Many today live in guilt and many are not able to forgive themselves.  Many victims of abuse particularly childhood abuse blame themselves and have a terrible time forgiving themselves for wrongs they did.  I say the time has come the time is now to forgive yourself first so that you can then forgive others who harmed you.  As for the wicked who do the unforgivable meaning they are not sorry for their wicked deeds make forgiveness available anyway to the wicked it is their loss when they refuse forgiveness from those they have harmed.  Forgiveness sets us free from ourselves….Forgiveness releases us from our own cages from our own bondage from the prison of our own minds……I say there was a time for the hurt and traumas of our past to own us.  Now is the time to forgive ourselves and to forgive so as to be set free from the prison of our own minds…….

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