No Vacancy

by Colan L. Hiatt
(Mt. Airy, NC)

Driving cross-country we lighted upon
A quaint little tourist town
Its charm and beauty promised more
Than any others we had found

It's appeal prompted us to seek
The refuge it could afford
In fact, this could be vacations end
What other place, could offer more?

But as we slowly scanned the streets
Much to our dismay
Signs 0f, "No Vacancy" appeared
Not even, a chalet

No preparations had been made
So this was now our plight
The end of the day was drawing near
And we had no refuge for the night

If only arrangements, we had made
If we had consulted brochures or signs,
We would not be facing this dilemma
We should have applied, basic guidelines

This brings to mind a good metaphor
To the journey here in life
When we stand at Heaven's gate
Will there be refuge from our strife

There will be a "No Vacancy" sign
If preparations have not been made
All who have accepted God's sacrifice
Will find entrance has been, - - prepaid!

Colan L Hiatt
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