Though today, you walk in sorrow,you will not be alone, there is One whose loving wisdom is far greater than your own. Put your trusting hand in His as a little child would do and He like a loving father will guide and comfort you! Day by day, there will come to you new faith, new hope, new light. You'll find that stars unseen by day, shine through the darkest night. And though your heart is longing for the dear one who's at rest, you'll know before the journey's end that God's dear ways are best!
God looked around His garden, and found an empty place. He then looked down upon the earth, and saw your tired face. He put his arms around you, and lifted you to rest. God's garden must be beautiful, he always takes the best. He saw the road was getting rough, and the hills were hard to climb, so he closed your weary eyelids, and whispered "Peace be thine". It broke our hearts to lose you, but you didn't go alone, for part of us went with you, the day God called you home.
When God calls little children to dwell with Him above, we mortals sometimes question the wisdom of His love. Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to His fold so He picks a rosebud before it grows old. God knows how much we need them and so He takes but a few to make the land more beautiful to view. 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. Little Angels are hard to find.
God saw she was getting tired and a cure was not to be, So He put His arms around her and whispered, "Come with Me." With tearful eyes we watched her suffer and saw her fade away, Although we loved her dearly we could not make her stay. A golden heart stopped beating hard working hands to rest, God broke our hearts to prove to us he only takes the best.
God saw he was getting tired and a cure was not to be, so He put His arms around him and whispered, "Come with Me." With tearful eyes we watched him suffer and saw him fade away, although we loved him dearly we could not make him stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands to rest, God broke our hearts to prove to us he only takes the best.
There is a place, I have been told, beyond an open gate. All friends have been invited where friends and loved ones wait. It holds eternal promise of everlasting peace, no pain or sorrow ever comes and teardrops there have ceased. Abundant life is evident, constant, fresh and new. A garden of provision with eternity in view. The promise is awaiting, a place we can abide, fulfilled for all who answer the call to come inside.
When I am called to duty, God, whenever flames may rage, give me strength to save some life, whatever be its age. Help me embrace a little child before it is too late, or save an older person from the horror of that fate. Enable me to be alert and hear the weakest shout, and quickly, and efficiently to put the fire out. I want to fill my calling, and to give the best in me, to guard my every neighbor and protect his property. And if, according to my fate, I am to lose my life, please bless with your protecting hand my family, friends and wife.
One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand, one belonging to him, and the other the LORD. When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back at thefootprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life. This really bothered him and he questioned the LORD about it. "LORD, you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me." The LORD replied, "My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you saw only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you."
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says: “There, she is gone!”
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 she is just as able to bear the load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side say: “There, she is gone!” There are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout: “Here she comes!”
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's glint of snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the autumn's gentle 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.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures; He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul; He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil; for Thou art with me; Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies; Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.