~81~
~JESUS HAS
A ROCKING CHAIR~
~Author Unknown~
Many hopes
of Moms and Dads
Trying to
have a child of their own
Some will
never get the chance
Others do
to see them grown
For those
who are expecting
That precious
baby soon
But then it
gone before it
Ever leaves
the safety of his Mother's womb
Jesus has a
rocking chair
And he holds
that precious baby
With oh such
tender care
He takes the
place of Mom & Dad
The greatest
parent a child could have
Don't worry
about the children there
Jesus has
a rocking chair
Now there are
those who have little boys and girls
A lovely gift
of God
But sickness
or some tragedy
Takes them
from their parents arms
Mommas wish
for days gone by
While Daddy's
long for that lost child
But tonight
the children are not lost
You and I
know just where they are
Jesus has a
rocking chair
And he holds
that precious baby
With oh such
tender care
He takes the
place of Mom & Dad
The greatest
parent a child could have
Don't worry
about the children there
Jesus has
a rocking chair
~82~
~I'LL SEE YOU
ON THE OTHER SIDE~
~The Katina's~
There has never
been a day
when your
memory is not on my mind,
Especially
when I see your picture,
sometimes
I cry.
"Cause you
are the water
that cleanses
my soul,
I know I'll
see the day
when I can
hold you on the other side.
I'll see you
on the other side someday,
I really can't
imagine any other way,
Wait for me
'cause I'll see you again in time,
I know I'll
see the day when I hold you on the other side.
I look above
the clouds
and I wonder
what your doing there,
When I close
my eyes
I can feel
you everywhere.
I remember
you laughing
and it feels
so warm
Each day that
passes, I am closer to home.
On the other
side there is no crying
On the other
side we'll be smiling
On the other
side we'll be together again
And I'm living
for that day.
Wait for me,
'cause I'll
see you again in time
I know I'll
see the day
when I can
hold you
I'm looking
toward the day
when I can
touch you once more
I'm living
for the day
when I'll
be with you.
~83~
~HEAVEN'S DOORWAY~
~Author Unknown~
There's a road
that each of us travels,
Often times
with no chance for "good-bye,"
And those
that are left sad and lonely
Grieve in
silence and simply ask "Why?"
But the question
is one without answers,
And the comfort
that others provide,
Still can't
keep your poor heart from wishing
That your
loved one was there by your side.
Yet life has
beginnings and endings
And one day
your heartache will cease
Though it
seems like you'll never stop hurting
In time you
find inner peace.
You'll be able
to think of your loved one,
Without wiping
a tear from your eye,
And you'll
come to see death as a "doorway,"
And not just
a forever good-bye.
~84~
~MY TEARS~
~Author Unknown~
The tears you
see don't mean I'm weak
They're tears
for my child I always will love
They're tears
of sadness I miss him so much
Tears of joy
that he's now in Heaven above
There are many
reasons for the tears that I've shed
For the love
I will always have in my heart
For the joy
I felt on the day he was born
For the sorrow
I feel now that we are apart
The way that
the sight of his face brought me joy
The sound
of his little voice talking to me
His laughter
that brought a smile to my face
These blessings
I can no longer hear or see
Now here in
our home it's so quiet I'm alone
His toys are
not scattered on the living room floor
His laughter
no longer fills the room and the air
My arms are
empty they can hold him no more
These are not
signs of any weakness
They are signs
of the deepest eternal love
For my child
I use to hold in arms now empty
He's no longer
with me he's in Heaven above
~85~
~DO BABIES
GROW UP IN HEAVEN~
~Author Unknown~
Will I know
my baby when we meet again?
Will he have
grown up,
not to the
the infant that died in my arms?
Will i recognize
him,
be able to
find him among so many others?
Or will he
be a stranger to me,
not knowing
who I am or me knowing him?
Do babies grow
up in Heaven?
He never got
his first tooth, or said his first words.
No first shoes,
no Santa, no first birthday cake.
Will my son
still be a baby when we meet again?
Do babies grow
up in Heaven?
Who sings
him precious lullabies?
Who holds
him close and kisses him everyday?
Who tells
him constantly that they love him?
Do babies grow
up in Heaven?
When we next
meet, will he know me?
Will he want
to know me?
Will he be
my son who died at three months,
or a man,
fully grown?
Will I have
the joy of being a mother
to my son
for all eternity?
Do babies grow
up in Heaven?
Will I be
able to hold him, love him,
sing lullabies
to him?
Will I be
able to hold his tiny hand,
or will it
be a man's hand?
Will I ever
have the joy that only
holding my
son can bring?
I need to
know!
Do babies
grow up in Heaven?
~86~
~CHRISTMAS
IN HEAVEN~
~Author Unknown~
I see the countless
Christmas trees,
around the
world below,
with tiny
lights, like Heaven's stars,
reflecting
on the snow.
The sight is
so spectacular,
please wipe
away that tear,
for I am spending
Christmas,
with Jesus
Christ this year.
I hear the
many Christmas songs,
that people
hold so dear,
but the sounds
of music can't compare,
with the Christmas
choir up here.
For I have
no words to tell you,
the joy their
voices bring,
for it is
beyond description,
to hear an
angel sing.
I know how
much you miss me,
I see the
pain inside your heart,
but I am not
far away,
we are really
not apart.
So be happy
for me, dear one,
you know I
hold you near,
and be glad
I'm spending Christmas,
with Jesus
Christ this year.
I send you
each a special gift,
from my Heavenly
home above,
I send you
each a memory,
of my undying
love.
For after all
"Love' is the gift,
more precious
than pure gold
it was always
most important,
in the stories
Jesus told.
So please love
and help each other,
as my father
said to do,
for I cannot
count the blessings,
of the love,
He has for you.
So have a Merry
Christmas,
and wipe away
that tear,
for I am spending
Christmas
with Jesus
Christ this year.
I can't tell
you of the splendor,
or the peace
here in this place,
can you imagine
Christmas,
with our Savior
face to face/
I'll ask Him
to lift your spirits,
as I tell
Him of your love,
so then pray
for one another,
as you lift
your eyes above.
So please let
your hearts be joyful,
and let your
spirits sing,
for I am spending
Christmas in Heaven,
and I'm walking
with the King.
~87~
~TEARS, TALK,
TIME AND TOMORROW~
~Author Unknown~
I never thought
I could go on living when you died,
but...I did.
I never thought
I would survive after burying you,
but...I did.
I never thought
that I would get through those first days,
weeks, and
months,
but...I did.
I never thought
that I would be able to endure
the first
anniversary of your death,
but...I did.
I never thought
that I would let myself love my
new grandchild,
but...I did.
I never thought
that tomorrow would be different,
but...it was.
I never thought
that I would stop crying for you,
but...I have
I never thought
that I would ever sing again,
but...I have
I never thought
that the pain would "soften,"
but...it has.
I never thought
I would care if the sun shone again,
but...I do.
I never thought
that I'd ever entertain again,
but...I have.
I never thought
that I would be able to control my grief,
but...I can.
I never thought
that I could function without
medication
again,
but...I can.
I'd never
thought I'd smile again,
but...I do.
I never thought
I'd laugh out loud again,
but...I do.
I never thought
that i'd look forward to tomorrow,
but...I do.
I never thought
I'd reconcile your death,
but...I have.
I never thought
I'd be able to create that "new normal,"
but...I have.
I never thought
I'd want to go on living after you died,
but...I do.
Always missing
you,
Always loving
you,
And thinking
of you daily.
With a smile
on my face...and tears in my heart.
~88~
~THE OTHER
SIDE~
~Martha Snell
Nicholson~
This isn't
death ~ it's glory!
It is not dark
~ it's light!
It isn't stumbling,
groping
or even faith
~ it's sight!
This isn't
grief ~ it's having my last tear wiped away!
It's sunrise
~ in the morning of my eternal day!
This isn't
even praying ~ it's speaking face to face!
listening
and glimpsing the wonders of His grace!
This is the
end of pleading
For strength
to bear my pain:
Not even pain's
dark memory
will ever
live again.
How did I bear
the earth-life?
Before I knew
this rapture
Of meeting
face to face
The one who
sought me, saved me,
And kept me
by His grace!
~89~
~IF TOMORROW
NEVER COMES~
~Author Unknown~
If I knew it
would be the last time 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 just 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 that
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, "I love you," instead of
assuming you
would KNOW that 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
just this one slip away.
For surely
there is 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's," 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 like to
say how much I love you and I 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 one 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 the extra time for a smile, a hug, or a
kiss and your
were too busy to grant someone, what turned
out to be
their one last wish.
So hold our
loved one close today, whisper in their ear,
tell them
how much you love them and that you'll always
hold them
dear, take time to say "I'm sorry," "please
forgive me,"
"thank you," or "it's okay."
And if tomorrow
never comes,
you'll have
no regrets about today.
~90~
~REMEMBERING~
~Elizabeth
Dent~
Go head and
mention my child,
The one that
died, you know.
Don't worry
about hurting me further,
The depth
of my pain doesn't show.
Don't worry
about making me cry.
I'm already
crying inside.
Help me to
heal by releasing
The tears
that I try to hide.
I'm hurt when
you must keep silent,
Pretending
he didn't exist.
I'd rather
you mention my child,
Knowing that
he has been missed.
You ask me
how I am doing,
I say "pretty
good" or "fine"
But healing
is something ongoing,
I feel it
will take a lifetime.
