I Don’t Know When I Came Here

I don’t know why I came here, and I don’t know when I’ll leave,

It’s about the plan and the Makers hand,

It’s about the time He’s made for me.


It’s about a book that I once read,

And the saving of all these,

Because I don’t know why I came here, and I don’t know when I’ll leave.


I can’t walk through this dark old world without His hand to guide,

Nor take the narrow path He’s planned as I would not survive,

Or dance with angels high above, as they raise their arms in praise,

Because I can’t walk through life alone, without amazing grace.


Now I don’t know why I came here, and I don’t know when I’ll leave,

There’s work to do before I go His plans are meant for me,

The words I speak are from a world where love is still alive,

I don’t know why He put me here, but I know I will survive.


And when my time down here is through

All tasks are said and done

I’ll be back with you once again

In the Valley of the Son.

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Johnny Johnston
Johnny Johnstonhttp://www.blufengr-art.com/
An artist/writer as well as graduate of the University of South Carolina with degrees in journalism/20th Century American Literature, and retired senior executive of several international hotel/resort corporations, Johnny is the product of the south having been raised in the ever-changing transient lifestyle of a Carolina coastal resort. A point where he discovered, within his 300-year-old heritage and the world's dramatic social/cultural shifts during the late '60s to early 80’s an ambitious hunger and overwhelming curiosity to touch, see and become a participant in the virtually unlimited possibilities offered to those who wish for and seek life experiences. A journey which when hearing its details initially makes one a bit skeptical, questioning its validity as it is hard to imagine that incidents such as these may have crossed one man’s lifetime. This is the fodder required to step into zones exposing one's personal inner self, which many of his paintings and the words he writes do, openly. An ability to see and hear the tragic, beautiful, accomplished, exciting journey in a life free of inhibitions allowing others the opportunity to live vicariously and become, through his works, a part of its future. His larger works which have been featured in several Colorado and Fredericksburg Texas galleries and resorts have produced a number of collectors and fans. However, over the years, his paintings are mostly viewed by friends, enthusiastic new artist encountered on the streets or a small number of acquaintances he meets when dining in local cafés with his wife.


    • That is absolutely correct Joel. He placed us here for a reason and Grace’s us in our times of need if we only ask, wait and listen for His answer. I am a testament to that fact and a witness to His grace. Be well my friend and keep ink in your pen until you decide to place your thoughts on paper even if small.