"Help Me Make It Through The Night"
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took his hand when I heard his call,
I turned my back and I 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've found that peace at the close of the day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it now with remembered joy.
A friendship 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 savored 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 hearts and share with me,
God wanted me now; He set me free.
Anonymous
and hearts are filled with sorrow,
It beckons us to seek God
as we ask about tomorrow.
And in those hours of heart-hurt
we draw closer to believing
That even death, in God's hands,
is not a time for gieving.
But a time for joy in knowing
death is just a steppingstone
To a life that's everlasting,
such as we have never known.
Helen Steiner Rice
her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength, and I stand and watch her
until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where
the sea and sky come down to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says: "There! She's gone."
Gone where? Gone from my sight--that is all.
She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was
when she left my side, and just as able to bear her load
of living freight to the place of destination. Her diminished
size is in me, not in her; and just at the moment when
someone at my side says, "There! She's gone,"there are
other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to
take up the glad shout, "There she comes!" And that is dying!
"The length of our days is in your hands, O Lord.
What counts though, is not how long we live
But how we spend those days.
Give us wisdon to know how short, how fleeting life really is."
Contributed by Georgine Demling. Thank You Georgine.
I said,
"God, I hurt."
And God said,
"I know."
I said,
"God, I cry a lot."
And God said,
"That is why I gave you tears."
I said,
"God, I am so depressed."
And God said,
"That is why I gave you Sunshine."
I said,
"God, life is so hard."
And God said,
"That is why I gave you loved ones."
I said,
"God, my loved one died."
And God said,
"So did mine."
I said,
"God, it is such a loss."
And God said,
"I saw mine nailed to the cross."
I said,
"God, but your loved one lives."
And God said,
"So does yours."
I said,
"God, where are they now?"
And God said,
"Mine is on My right and yours is in the Light."
I said,
"God, it hurts."
And God said,
"I know."
Author Unknown
