Hello,
I was given a poem by the funeral home just before my Mom’s funeral that I liked so much I had it read at her funeral. It touched me and I will forever be thankful for the woman who gave it to me.
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I, and you are you and whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Life means all that it ever meant,
It is the same as it ever was.
There is an absolute unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you for an interval somewhere very near,
just around the corner.
All is well.
Nothing is past.
Nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again
MOgirl
That is a comforting poem, thanks for sharing.
In descibing Heaven, and it’s wonderfulness that is beyond all human explanation, I heard it said once that;
as a Christian, the day I die will be the best day Ive ever lived. But it wont be the best I will ever live.
The Heaven John wrote about in the Bible is so full of wonders and mysteries that in our wildest dreams we could not imagine it.
That was sweet, MOgirl. I lost my 28 year old nephew on April 22 to suicide. That was very comforting.
Thank you.