You're hurting and I want to say
that it is alright to cry.
Sadness always shows its face
when it's time to say goodbye.
So, have your time of grief,dear ones-
I've had to handle mine.
Just know that for each time of rain,
there's a time of God's sunshine.
I'm expecting you to miss me-
separations are always hard.
But be happy that I made it Home
and I'm now with my Lord.
Can you picture my expression
when I saw those streets of gold?!
Can you hear that shout of triumph
that burst forth from my soul?!
And, O, when I saw my Jesus-
can you see my shining face?!
To know I made it simply by
our Lord's Amazing Grace!!
If, through your tears, you're smiling now-
then God be glorified!
It's because He lives I am alive,
for in Him I abide.
We'll have a family reunion
i I'm expecting you to join me-
it has always been my prayer.
So, get ready for The Rapture
and I'll meet you in the air
How Beautiful Heaven Must Be,
(c)Doris Jacobs-Covington
A time to be born and a time to die,
A time to plan
And a time to laugh.
A time to mourn
And a time to dance."
Ecclesiastes 3:
A Message To The Mourners
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