How would it be

How would it be
to live in your twenties,
and think of someone writing your eulogy?

How would it be
to have a body
and watch it whither before thee?

How would it be
to have a family
that couldn't see your peace?

How would it be
to think more of eternity,
when will it happen to me?

How would it be
to want to live,
yet know his will may be to take me?

How would it be
to plan for tomorrow
knowing you have no property?

I see these things
and I fall to my knees,
knowing I cannot understand

Until I go
the way you have followed
into the hands of the one who is He.