The House I Bought?

I bought a house, one newly built, By loans from sources two; My family yet, I could not shift, I didn't know what to do. I went often to see the house, And kept it clean and neat; It turned untidy, my one grouse, I could not sleep or eat. I yearned to live in my own house, The time did never come; Sometimes, my anger, it did rouse, I kept on staying mum. With love, I bought the house to live, But others failed to see; Some day, I would need it, not give, I allowed things to be. God sees our heart but man cannot; This truth is very true; If family members just will not Adjust, what can one do? Our loving Father made us all And calls us His children; Ungrateful we don't hear His call - ‘Keep soul pure for heaven.' How hurt must Father God then be, When man will not love Him! He forgives every sin freely, Cheers us when life turns grim. I remembered what Jesus told, When leaving world before- ‘My Father's house has mansions gold, Prepare for you, I go.' Do we realize God-Father's love, That made us, heaven too? We must toil for the things above, Obey God, His Will do. Copyright by Dr John Celes 27-07-2014