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Fourteen Years Ago on the 23rd of January, 2016



This is a precious time for remembering my dear sainted mother.
She was taken away from us on the 23rd of January 2002.
Leaving behind a husband and two sons Mom went to Glory.
She was prepared to go for she gave her heart to Jesus some years before.
I am most glad she bowed and said the sinner's prayer and got saved.
There is no doubting of where Mom is today.
It is a joy and a relief for me to know Mom are with Jesus and the angels that we know are there.
Great is the passing of the saved to go to Heaven when they pass away.
Sorrow is felt but the joy will sometime come for us to feel and know our loved ones are now protected forever.
Let us not sorrow but be joyous over the passing of a saint to Heaven.
For their troubles and sicknesses are over and they are free with a new body
Great is the Lord and greatly to be praised.
Mom was ready to go and she is there now waiting for me.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2016-1-25)







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