Andrew, my angel in heaven page

 

Saturday, 30 July 2016 12:32:47 PM
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say.
But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.  
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; Here is just eternal love.  
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night.  
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through.
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you.  
It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, They'll be here later on.  
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."  
God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.  
When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years.
Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.  
But do not be afraid to cry: it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.  
I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.  
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.  
There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
But together we can do it by taking one day at a time.  
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too;
That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.  
If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain;
Then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."  
And now I am contented....that my life was worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.  
So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low;
Just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.  
When you're walking down the street and you've got Me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.  
And when it's time for you to go....from that body to be free.
Remember you're not going.....you're coming here to Me.

**

Heaven You're Lucky

When it's time to walk through the valley
I know the walk will be long
but it will be worth it
just to hear heavens sweet song

I know it will be ever so dark
but at the end a bright light shines
I know it's worth the long walk
and the ones you leave behind

You ask me how I know these things
that's easy for me to say
'cause when my Mama left this world
she told me, "I want to go today"

She told me about the long walk
through the valley as she went
she also told of the darkness
and of the light that was sent

She told me so many things that day
I wish I could explain them all
but although she loved us very much
it was her time to get up and walk tall

It was now her time
and she need not tarry
she could go to the King now
and her gifts she would carry

All the things that she did
in the world below
would now place a halo
that would forever glow----



We really do miss her
and at times it's hard to bear
but think how lucky heaven is
--just to have her there
 When you were born, you were crying
and everyone around you was smiling.
Live your life so that when you die,
you're smiling and everyone around you
is crying tears of joy for having known you.
author unknown
You've taken your wings,
Soaring to the heavens,
Not a care do you have,
Your eyes on your maker.
Your troubles are over,
No sorrow or fear,
The angels are with you,
As you walk the streets of gold.
Though in body you're gone,
Your spirit will always abide,
Like a shining light, a ray of hope,
Ever present in our hearts.

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I'm writing this from heaven where I dwell with God above. Where there's no more tears or sadness, there's just eternal love. Please do not be unhappy, just because I'm out of sight. Remember that I'm with you , every morning noon and night.   
  
That day I had to leave you, when my life on earth was through, God picked me up and hugged me and he said...." I welcome you. It's good to have you back again. You were missed while you were gone. As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on."   
  
Than God gave me a list of things He wished for me to do. And foremost on that list of mine, is to watch and care for you. And I will be beside you every day and week and year. And when you're sad, I'm standing there to wipe away the fear. And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight, God and I are closest to you in the middle of the night.   
  
When you think of my life on earth, because you're only human, it's bound to bring you tears. But do not be afraid to cry. It does relieve the pain. Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.   
  
It always God's philosophy and I'd like it for you too, that as you give unto the world, so the world will give to you. If you can help somebody who is in sorrow or in pain, then you can say to God at night, "My day was not in vain." And now I am contented that my life it was worthwhile, knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.  
So if you meet somebody who is down and feeling low, just lend a hand to pick him up as on your way you go. When you are walking down the street and you've got me on your mind, I'm walking in your footstep only a half a step behind.   
  
And when you feel that gentle breeze or the wind upon your face, that's me giving you a great big hug or just a soft embrace. And when it's time for you to go from that body to be free, remember your not going you're coming here to me. And I will always love you from that land way up above. We'll be in touch again soon... 
  
P.S. God sends His love.  



TOGETHERNESS
 
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
Whatever we were to each other, we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the same easy way you always have.
Laugh as we always laughed,
At the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, and think of me. Pray for me.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it always was.
There is absolute, unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of your mind?
Because I am out of your sight?
I am but waiting for you for an interval,
Somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well.
Nothing is past.
Nothing has been lost.
One Brief moment,
And all will be as it was before.....
Only better.
Infinitely happier.
We will be one together forever.
The above tribute was written and given by Wendy Brown at Misty’s funeral.

 

TO BE WITH YOU ONCE AGAIN
 
We think of you in silence
And often speak your name,
But all that's left to answer
Is your picture in a frame?
If we could have one lifetime wish, 
One dream that would come true,
We would pray to God with
All our hearts
For yesterday and you!
If tears could build a stairway
And heartaches make a lane,
We would walk our way to
Heaven
To Be With You Again!
I AM NOT GONE


 
I am not gone-I am in hearts and bodies of my children,
I am in the raising of my children and their children to come,
I am in their laughter and in their eyes, following a life long,
Pattern I have set before them,
I am in their caring and in their strength,
I am in the minds of everyone that has known me,
Search your hearts for good memories,
and then you will know I AM NOT GONE..cr97

 

FROM A TOMBSTONE
 
Remember me, you who pass by.
As you are now, so once was I.
As I am now, so you will be.
Prepare yourself to follow me...
 
Someone wrote below it,
 
To follow you, I am not content.
Until I find which way you went.


TOMORROW WITHOUT ME

When tomorrow starts without me,
and I'm not there to see;
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry,
the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things
we didn't get to say.

I know how much you love me,
as much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too.
When tomorrow starts without me,
please try to understand,
that an angel came and called my name
and took me by the hand.

It said my place was ready
in heaven far above,
and that I'd have to leave behind
all those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,
a tear fell from my eye,
for all life I'd always thought
I didn't want to die.

I had so much to live for,
so much yet to do,
it seemed almost impossible,
that I was leaving you,
I thought of all the yesterdays,
the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had.

If I could relive yesterday,
just even for awhile,
I'd say goodbye and kiss you
and maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized that this
could never be, for emptiness and
memories would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things
I might miss come tomorrow, I thought
of you, and when I did, my heart was 
filled with sorrow.

When I walked through Heaven's gates
I felt so much at home.
God looked down and smiled at me
from His great golden throne.
He said, "This is eternity and all
I've promised you".
Today your life on earth is past
but here it starts anew,
I promise no tomorrow
but today will always last.

So when tomorrow starts without me
don't think we're far apart,
for every time you think of me,
I'm right there, in your heart.
 
-David A. Ramano-


REQUIEM

Robert Louis Stevenson

Under the wide and starry sky
Dig the grave and let me lie;
Glad did I live and gladly die
And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longs to be;
Home is the sailor, home form the sea.
And the hunter home from the hill.


REMEMBER
Christina Rossetti.
 
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go, yet turning to stay
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you planned:
Only remember me; you understand
it will be late to counsel then and pray,
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts than once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than you should remember than be sad.


BRAZEN & BOLD
 
How brazen was the thought that you were worthy to decide
That life was not that precious and you could take it for some ride
Your choice that your life was nothing, is sad but yours to choose,
but you had no right to then decide to mix driving then with booze
Its a fatal combination, widely known to cause such pain,
But you must have been above the norm to think you were excluded from the shame
You thought that you were different, could handle the alcohol with grace
You could walk a near straight line and tell a lie with a straight face
Alcohol didn't do you in like others that you knew
You were strong and brave (not a sissy) and coordinated too
So yes you got behind the wheel and drove off in the night
only to learn that instead of being different you were a Sissy who had no right.
They were angels in the making, they were special, that is true
and they are at peace and rest with God now......How about you????


FRIEND

Don't tell me that you understand
Don't tell me that you know,
Don't tell me that I will survive
Or how I will surely grow.
Don't tell me that this is just a test
That I am truly blessed
That I am chosen for this task
Apart from all the rest.
Don't come at me with answers
That can only come from me,
Don't tell me how my grief will pass,
That I will soon be free.
Don't stand in pious judgment
Of the bounds I must untie,
Don't tell me how to suffer
And don't tell me how to cry!
My life is filled with selfishness,
My pain is all I see,
But, I need you now,
I need your love, unconditionally.
Accept me in my ups and downs,
I need someone to share,
Just hold my hand and let me cry,
And say, "My friend, I care."
By Joanetta Hendel 

 

ONLY SEVENTEEN

"Please God, I’m Only 17"
The day I died was an ordinary school day.
How I wish now, that I had taken the bus.
But I was too cool for the bus.
I remember how I wheedled the car out of Mom.
"Special favour," I pleaded.
"All the kids drive. "When the 3:15 bell rang,
I threw all my books in my locker.
I was free until 8:15 tomorrow morning!
I ran to the parking lot,
excited at the thought of driving a car and being my own boss. "Free."
It doesn’t matter how the accident happened.
I was goofing off and going too fast.
Taking crazy chances.
But I was enjoying my freedom and having fun.
The last thing I remember,
I was passing an old lady who seemed to be going awfully slow.
I heard the deafening crash and felt a terrible jolt.
Glass and steel flew everywhere.
My whole body seemed to be turning inside out.
I heard myself scream.
Then suddenly it was quiet.
A police officer was standing over me
There was a doctor too.
My body was mangled.
I was saturated with blood.
Pieces of jagged glass were sticking out all over.
Strange that I couldn’t feel anything. Hey, don’t pull that sheet over my head!
I can’t be dead. I’m only 17.
I’ve got a date tonight.
I’m supposed to grow up
and have a wonderful life.
I haven’t even lived yet,
"I can’t be dead." Later I was placed in a drawer.
My folks had to identify me.
Why did they have to see me like this?
Why did my mother have to face the most terrible ordeal of her life?
Why did Dad suddenly look like an old man?
He told the man in charge,
"Yes, that is my child."
The funeral was a weird experience.
All my relatives and friends walked toward the casket.
They passed by, one by one,
and looked at me with the saddest eyes.
Some of the boys were even crying.
A few of the girls touched my hand
And sobbed as they walked away.
I wish someone could wake me up
And get me out of this casket!
My mom and dad are so broken up.
My grandparents are racked with so much grief
that they can barely walk.
My brothers stare ahead like zombies,
And move like robots.
No one can believe that this happened to me.
Please don’t bury me!
I have lots of living to do!
I want to run and jump again.
I want to laugh and sing.
Please don’t put me in the ground.
I promise if you give me one more chance,
"I’ll be the most careful driver
In the whole world!"" Please God, I’m only 17!"(Author Unknown)
 
DEATH OF AN INNOCENT

I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead.
I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight
As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road,
the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.
As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one to pay.

I'm lying here dying, Mom. I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank and I will die.

Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave
Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?
I don't know the author, but I'm sure whoever it is won't mind me sharing this verse will you all.
Someone took the effort to write this poem.

So please, forward this to as many people as you can. And see if we can get a chain going around the world that will make people understand that drinking and driving don't mix.


TOGETHER WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE
 
Remember that your loss is shared
By many friends who care
And that you're in our thoughts and hearts
And in our every prayer.
 
 Anonymous
 

"The Mention of my Child's name
May bring tears to my eyes,
But never fails to bring
Music to my ears.
If you are really my Friend,
Let me hear the beautiful
Music of his Name.
It soothes my broken heart
And sings to my soul.
 
Author Unknown
 

Life is but a stopping place,
A pause in what's to be.
A resting place along the road
To sweet eternity.
We all have different journeys,
Different paths along the way,
We were all meant to learn some things,
But never meant to stay...
Our destination is a place
Far greater than we know.
For some, the journey is quicker,
For some, the journey is slow.
And when the journey finally ends,
We'll claim a great reward,
And find an everlasting peace,
Together with the Lord.
 

Hey look at me Mom, I'm an Angel now
Standing at Heaven's door
Can't you see me?
Watch me as I soar!
 
I'm at total peace now
Don't cry for me very long
I'm here in the Lord's embrace
Right where I belong
 
I must be very special
God called for me so soon
Look and listen closely
You may hear my Angel's tune
 
Nothing can hurt me now Mom
I just wish that you could see
My wings are fastened tightly
And I'm all that I can be!
 
I can now watch over you
To guide you along your way
My love will still surround you
Each and everyday.
 
I have to go for now
There's so much to be done
God's work is never ending
And I've only just begun.
Antoinette Eisenhower
 
 
I AM NOT GONE
 
I am not gone-I am in hearts and bodies of my children,
I am in the raising of my children and their children to come,
I am in their laughter and in their eyes, following a life long,
pattern I have set before them,
I am in their caring and in their strength,
I am in the minds of everyone that has known me,
Search your hearts for good memories,
and then you will know I AM NOT GONE..cr97
 
 
THE LAST PRAYER
 
A little girl lay awake one night
Alone in a hospital bed
She closed her eyes and prayed to God,
And this is what she said.
"Don't let Daddy be too sad,
And don't let mommy cry
Help Annie not to be lonely,
And not to be too Shy.
Give my dolls to the little girls,
Who need someone to hug
And give my bear to the boy at school
Who always sits alone on the rug.
Take the flowers beside my bed,
And give them to someone who needs
A cheering up, a brighter day,
Or has a yard all filled with weeds"
And as a single tear rolled down her cheek
and with the last breath she drew
She said," Oh, and God,
I want my wings to be blue."
 
By Janet M. Potter.
 

Forever will I love you 

You will always be my mom...
As I sit with angels I look down at you and point proudly See . .See her . .over there,
That's her! Did you know I could hear your thoughts at night when you used to lie in bed staring. rubbing your hand on your belly
Looking up at the ceiling in the dark wondering things. Who I would look more like About how my laugh would sound my first steps.
Books that you would read to me, ones with pictures," I like Those!" The park...how you would walk me in a stroller to play on the swings, How about after I ate ice cream the dog excitedly licking my face almost knocking me down, You just smiled when you read that I could see you Do you know I call you "mommy"? When you are in the kitchen I pretend I am there also and you can see me I sit at the table and draw with crayons I made a picture for the refrigerator Yellow, blue, red and green, Look its of you and me with a sky and trees. I always think of you holding my hand taking me to church, One of my socks keeps falling down, Mommy . . .I like the way you kiss my sisters goodnight on the forehead and tuck them in I play with them in their dreams, They don't know me but if you ask if they ever dreamed of playing with a little girl they would say yes, That's me. Do you remember that bird each early spring that used to always return and sing. It would have been right around the time of my birthday That was me to . . . I would sing "I love you" I am always along side you, Sometimes you can feel me, a brush against your dress, a breeze on your face, that's when I kiss you, You have always kept me, in your mind and heart Thank you! One day we will be together in heaven and you will cry and lift me in your arms and I will hug you so very tight and never let go, But for now I have to, No matter where you go, what you do I am with you, Always know that I am "Your Little Angel", I love you mommy . . .
Bye . . . these beautiful heartfelt words from Russell Scott Steven Andersen
 

A MOTHER'S FAREWELL TO HER CHILDREN
 
When I must leave you for a while
Please do not grieve and shed wild tears
And hug your sorrow
To you through the years,
But start out bravely
With a gallant smile;
And for my sake
And in my name
Live on and of
All things the same,
Feed not your loneliness
On empty days,
But fill each waking hour
In useful ways,
Reach out your hand
In comfort and in cheer
And I in turn will comfort you
And hold you near;
And never, never
Be afraid to die,
For I am waiting
For you in the sky.
 
 
THE MOTHER'S DREAM
 
I'd a dream tonight
As I feel asleep-
Oh! the touching sight
Makes me still to weep-
Of my little lad,
Gone to leave me sad,
Aye, the child I had
But was not to keep.
 
As in heaven high
I my child did seek,
There, in train, came by
Children fair and meek,
Each in Lily White,
With lamp alight;
Each was clear to sight,
But they did not speak.
 
Then, a little sad,
Came my child in turn,
But the lamp he had
Oh! it did not burn;
He, to clear my doubt,
"Your tears put it out;
Mother, never mourn."
 
by William Barnes.
 

WHEN GOD CALLS CHILDREN HOME
 
To dwell with him above
We mortals sometime question
The wisdom of his love,
For no heartache compares
With the death of one small child
Who does so much to make our world
Seem wonderful and mild.
Perhaps God is tired of calling
The aged to his fold,
So he picks up a rosebud
Before it can grow old.
DON'T WEEP FOR ME anonymous

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened Gran,
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.
DON'T GRIEVE FOR ME 
Anonymous



Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free!
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard him call,
I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play.

Tasks left undone, must stay that way,
I found peace at close of day.

If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy!
A love shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah yes! These things I too will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I've savoured much
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.

Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now, he set me free.


They say memories are golden, well maybe that is true,
We never wanted memories, We only wanted you.
A million times we needed you, a million times we cried.
If love alone could have saved you, You never would have died.
In life we loved you dearly, In death we love you still,
In our hearts you hold a place no one else could ever fill.
If love could build a stairway and heartache build a lane,
We'd walk the path to heaven and bring you back again.
Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.


TO THOSE I LOVE
 
When I am gone, release me, Let me go.
I have so many things to see and do.
You mustn't tie yourself to me with tears.
Be happy that we had so many beautiful years.
 I gave to you my love. You can only guess
How much you gave to me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you each have shown,
But now it's time I travelled on alone.
 So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must,
Than let your grief be comforted by trust.
It's only for a while that we must part,
So bless the memories within your heart.
I won't be far away, for life goes on.
So if you need me, call and I will come.
Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near.
And if you listen with your heart, you'll hear
All my love around you soft and clear.
And then, when you must come this way alone,
I'll greet you with a smile, and say---
"Welcome Home."
 
FUNERAL BLUES
 
By W H Auden
 
Stop all the clocks and cut off the telephone.
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone.
Silence the pianos, and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let airplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling in the sky, the message He is dead.
Put crepe bows round the white necks of public doves.
Let policeman wear black cotton gloves.

He was my north, my south, my east, my west.
My working week and my Sunday rest.
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song.
I thought love would last forever ; I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now put out everyone;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now, can ever come to any good.

From
4 Weddings and a Funeral


 
LITTLE ANGELS
 
When God calls little children to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometime question the wisdom of His love.
For no heartache compares with the death of one small child,
Who does so much to make our world, seem wonderful and mild,
Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to his fold,
So He picks a rosebud, before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them, and so He takes but few to make
the land of Heaven more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult still somehow we must try,
The saddest word mankind knows will always be "Goodbye."
So when a little child departs, we who are left behind must
realize God loves children, Angels are hard to find.
Author Unknown


HIS FATHER HAS CALLED HIM HOME 

Come with me my precious son, 
for all your work on earth is done. 
No more pain no more fears, 
no more sorrows, no more tears, 
no more burdens you shall bear 
in your mansion in the air. 
On streets of gold you shall roam, 
for your Father is calling you home. 

As heavens gate opened wide 
Dad joyfully walked in side. 
Then he knelt down to his King 
as all the angels began to sing. 
And when he heard Amazing Grace 
he gazed into his Saviours face. 
He knew the promise to be true, 
that Jesus died for me and you. 

On Streets of gold Dad now roams, 
for his Father has called him home. 
I'll Be Here! 
I cannot ease your aching heart,
Nor take your pain away;
But let me stay and take your hand
And walk with you today. 

I'll listen when you need to talk,
I'll wipe away your tears;
I'll share your worries when they come,
I'll help you face your fears. 

I'm here and I will stand by you,
on each hill you have to climb;
So take my hand, let's face the world ...
And live just one day at a time. 

You're not alone, for I'm still here,
I'll go that extra mile;
And when your grief is easier,
I'll help you learn to smile! 

4 ME MUM

When you thought I wasn't looking you hung my first painting on the fridge and I wanted to paint another one.
When you thought I wasn't looking you feed a stray cat and I thought it was good to be kind to animals.
When you thought I wasn't looking you baked a birthday cake just for me and I knew that little things were special things.
When you thought I wasn't looking you said a prayer and I believed there was a god that could always talk to.
When you thought I wasn't looking you kissed me good night and I felt loved.
When you thought I wasn't looking I saw tears come from your eyes and I learned that sometime things hurt
but that it's alright to cry. 
When you thought I wasn't looking you smiled and it made me want to look that pretty too.
When you thought I wasn't looking you cared and I wanted to be everything I could be. 
When you thought I wasn't looking I looked and wanted to say thanks for all the things you did.
When you thought I wasn't looking. 


IN MEMORY

You never said I'm leaving
You never said good-bye
You were gone before we knew it,
And only God knows why
A million times we needed you,
A million times we cried
If love alone could have saved you,
You never would have died
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we love you still
In our hearts you hold a place,
That none could ever fill
It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you didn't go alone
For part of us went with you,
The day God took you home.
A part of our hearts
have gone with you,
That can never be replaced
A look, a sign, a laugh
I need
Or just to touch your face
They say that time heals
all pain and sorrow,
And helps us to forget
But time so far has only proved
How much we miss you yet.



IF I KNEW

If I knew it would be the last time that I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly and pray the Lord your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time that I would see you walk out
the door, I would give you a hug and kiss and call you back for one more.

If I knew it would be the last time I'd hear your voice lifted up
in praise, I would video tape each action and word, so I could play them back day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time, I could spare an extra minute
or two, to stop and say that "I love you," Instead of assuming that you KNOW I do.

If I knew it would be the last time I would be there to share your day,
well, I'm sure you'll have so many more, so I can let this one slip away.

For surely there's always tomorrow to make up for an oversight, and we
always get a second chance to make everything all right.

There will always be another day to say our "I love you"
And certainly there's another chance to say our "Anything I can do's."

But just in case I might be wrong, and today is all I get, I'd like
to say how much I love you and hope we never forget.
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, young or old alike, And today
may be the last chance you get to hold your loved ones tight.

So, if you're waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes, you'll surely regret the day,

That you didn't take that extra time for a smile, a hug, a kiss,
And you were to busy to grant someone, what turned out to be their one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today, whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them, And that you'll always hold them dear.

Take the time to say "I'm sorry" "please forgive me" "thank you" or "It's ok".....



YOUR CROSS
 
Whatever your cross, whatever your pain,
There will always be sunshine after the rain.
Perhaps you may stumble, perhaps even fall,
But God's always ready to answer your call.
He knows every heartache, sees every tear,
A word from His lips can calm every fear.
Your sorrows may linger throughout the night,
But suddenly vanish at dawn's early light.
The Saviour is waiting somewhere above,
To give you His grace and send you His love.
Whatever your cross, whatever your pain,
God always sends rainbows after the rain.

 

For Me Do Not Cry
Written by Connie Phillips poem is here
 

Please don't sing sad songs for me,
Forget your grief and fears,
For I am in a perfect place,
Away from pain and tears.
I'm far away from hunger
And hurt and want and pride,
I have a place in Heaven
With the Master at my side
My life on earth was very good,
As earthly lives can go,
But Paradise is so much more
Than anyone can know.
My heart is filled with happiness
And sweet rejoicing, too.
To walk with God is perfect peace,
A joy forever new.


 THE POEM
 
I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do.
I had to hurry and get to work
For bills would soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends,
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry,
No time to give to souls in need
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord, I came,
I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book;
It was the book of life.
God looked into his book and said
"Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time"
 Now do you have the time to pass it
on?
 
Alphabet Prayer

A lthough things are not perfect
B ecause of trial or pain
C ontinue in thanksgiving
D o not begin to blame.
E ven when the times are hard
F ierce winds are bound to blow
G od is forever able
H old on to what you know.
I magine life without His love
J oy would cease to be
K eep thanking Him for all the things
L ove imparts to thee.
M ove out of "Camp Complaining"
N o weapon that is known
O n earth can yield the power
P raise can do alone.
Q uit looking at the future
R edeem the time at hand
S tart every day with worship
T o "thank" is a command.
U ntil we see Him coming
V ictorious in the sky
W e'll run the race with gratitude
eX alting God most high.
Y es, there will be good times
and yes some will be bad, but...
Z ion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!
Amen !!



"A Part of America Died"

Somebody killed a policeman today,
and a part of America died.
A piece of our country he swore to protect,
will be buried with him at his side.
The suspect that shot him will stand up in court,
with counsel demanding his rights.
While a young widowed mother must work for her kids,
and spend many long, lonely nights.

The beat that he walked was a battle field too,
just as if he'd gone off to war.
Though the flag of our nation won't fly at half mast,
to his name they will add a gold star.
Yes, somebody killed a policeman today,
in your home town or in mine.
While we slept in comfort behind our locked doors,
a cop put his life on the line.

Now his ghost walks a beat on a dark city street,
and he stands at each new rookie's side.
He answered the call, of himself gave his all,
And A Part Of America Died.