Poems & Selections

The Master’s Call

I’m sorry I had to leave you,
my loved ones oh so dear.
But you see, the Master called me,
His voice was very clear.
I had made reservations,
a heaven bound ticket for one.
And I knew that he would call me when he felt my work was done.
I know that your hearts are heavy,
because I have gone away.
But when the Master called me,
I know that I could not stay.
Yes, I am sorry I had to leave you
my loved ones oh so dear.
But you see the master called me and
now I am resting here.
Yes, I’ve crossed over to Glory,
and to you all I say…
Just stay in the hand of Jesus,
and we’ll meet again someday.

Since it falls unto my lot, That I should rise and you should not, I’ll gently rise, and I’ll softly call, “Good night and joy be with you all.”
You can shed tears that she is gone or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that she’ll come back or you can open your eyes and see all she’s left. Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her or you can be full of the […]
And he will wipe out every tear from their eyes, and death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be any more. The former things have passed away.
by John McCrae In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow Loved and were loved, and now we […]