Grieving Time, a Time for Love
If a loved one has departed,
And left an empty space,
Seek the inner stillness,
Set a slower pace.
Take time to remember,
Allow yourself to cry,
Acknowledge your emotions,
Let sadness pass on by.
Then center in the oneness,
Remember...God is here,
Death is but a change in form,
Your loved one is still near.
Treat yourself with kindness,
Allow yourself to feel,
God will do the mending,
And time will help you heal.
By Barbara Bergen
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Beyond The
Sunset
Beyond the sunset, O blissful morning.
When with our Savior heaven’s begun.
Earth’s toiling ended,
O glorious dawning
Beyond the sunset
When day is done.
Beyond the sunset, no clouds will gather.
No storms will threaten, no fears annoy.
O day of gladness, O day unending.
Beyond the sunset eternal joy.
Beyond the sunset, a hand will guide me,
To God the Father whom I adore.
His glorious presence, His words of
welcome,
Will be my portion on that fair shore.
Beyond the sunset, O glad reunion,
With our dear loved ones who’ve gone on
before,
In that fair homeland we’ll know no
parting.
Beyond the sunset forever more.
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Momma's Gifts
The chill you get for no reason at
all;
Is Momma smoothing your hair.
A brush on your face when no one's
around?
Momma's kiss on your cheek, so dear.
When you feel a warmth come over you
With no one else in sight;
It's Momma's arms surrounding you
And holding you so tight.
That penny you find just lying there
When you feel so down and blue;
Is Momma saying, "I'm always here,
And watching over you!"
A smile you feel deep in your heart
When nothing's been said or done,
Is Momma whispering in your ear,
"I love you, Precious One!"
~ Debbie Edmiaston ~
July 26, 2001
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Don't Grieve for Me
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free.
I'm following the path God laid for
me.
I took God's hand when I heard the
call;
I turned my back and 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 found that place at the close of day.
If my parting has left a void,
then fill it 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 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 heart and share with me-
God wanted me now,
God set me free.
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Your
Mother is always with you.
She's the whisper of the leaves as you
walk down the street;
she's the smell of bleach in your freshly
laundered socks;
she's the cool hand on your brow when
you're not well.
Your Mother lives inside your
laughter.
And she's crystallized in every tear
drop.
She's the place you came from, your first
home;
and she's the map you follow with every
step you take.
She's your first love and your first
heartbreak,
and nothing on earth can separate
you...
Not time, not space, not even death!
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 In loving
memory of Kay Conklin
Oct. 15, 1925 - May 7, 2003
Mom, I hope you knew what an inspiration
you were to me.
I hope you could see it in the way I lived
my life.
Mom, I hope you knew what your
unconditional love meant to me.
I hope you could see it in the way I lived
my life.
While I was growing up, you were my
shining symbol of womanhood and
motherhood.
I hope someday I can live up to that
example.
Even though I know you weren't home all
the time, I can't ever remember you not
being there when I needed you.
I hope someday I can live up to that
example.
And as I watched you face your final days,
I saw your dignity and humor carry you
through the hardest times.
I hope I do half as well when I must face
the end.
And Mom, as I watched you take your final
breath and drift into that peaceful,
painless sleep of eternity, I hope you
felt my presence there, and the love with
which I loved you, and will forever love
you.
Julie Dunnom
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