Repentance

I pen this in my thoughts this morning while on the way to work....

It came about when I remember my dissappointment is some of my friends,

a lady who has returned to the ''straight'' path but still continues to smoke occasionally

A charismatic boy, single father, from the madrasah but drinks

A handsome young man drinking next to his mother and she is quiet

who am I to judge?

Everyone has a story to tell

Thus it’s not fair to judge

But a sin is but a sin

 

And the only way out is repentance

They may repent one day, and God will accept it

But Me? will I get to repent before my last breath?

A thought worth pondering.