Archive for November, 2008

Parental pimps

I know it’s not even vaguely funny, but I do wish someone would tell me that this site is a joke.


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Death and grief

Safely Home

I am home in heaven, dear ones;
Oh so happy and so bright!
There is perfect joy and beauty
In this everlasting light.

All the pain and grief is over,
Every restless tossing passed;
I am now at peace forever,
Safely home in heaven at last.

Did you wonder how I so calmly
Trod the valley of the shade?
Oh, but Jesus’ love illumined
Every dark and fearful glade.

And he came himself to meet me
In that way so hard to tread;
And with Jesus’ arm to lean on,
Could I have one doubt or dread?

Then you must not grieve so sorely,
For I love you dearly still;
Try to look beyond earth’s shadows,
Pray to trust our Father’s will.

There is work still waiting for you,
So you must not idly stand;
Do it now, while life remains,
You shall rest in Jesus’ land.

When that work is all completed,
He will gently call you home;
Oh, the rapture of that meeting,
Oh, the joy to see you come!

No, I have not died, but my wallet has. It died of old age, having fallen apart at the seams. As I removed various identification and buyer loyalty cards to transfer to my new wallet, I found the above poem, carefully written in my handwriting. Seeing it reminds me that I had placed it in my wallet years ago to be found after I had died- to reassure and bring some comfort to my loved ones.

I do not fear my death. My dying, perhaps, but not my death. It saddens me, though, that my loss of faith will make it harder for those I care about to reconcile themselves to my death. I wish I could still offer them something like the poem above, but I have nothing to give.

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