If tears could build a stairway
and thoughts a memory lane
I'd walk right up to heaven
and bring you home again
No Farewell words were spoken
No time to say good-bye
You were gone before I knew it
And only God knows why.My heart's still active in sadness
And secret tears still flow
What it meant to lose you
No one can ever know.
But now I know you want us
To mourn for you no more
To remember all the happy times
Life still has much in store.
Since you'll never be forgotten
I pledge to you today
A hallowed place within my heart
Is where you'll always stay.
God knows why, with chilling touch,
Death gathers those we love so much,
And what now seems so strange and dim,
Will all be clear, when we meet Him.
I Knew you for a Moment
It is just 3.5 weeks until spring. I am looking forward to it. I am a little upset that Easter is on my weekend to work again this year. Upset isn't the correct word, but I am having trouble finding the right word for it. I like to have Easter dinner with a large pork tenderloin, dressing, sweet potatoes, deviled eggs, chocolate pie.......can't do that and work unfortunately. Maybe one year it will be on the other weekend. I am not sure how that works either because when I worked in Nashville, we worked every third weekend and it always fell on my weekend to work except for once or twice. And Easter is not a holiday that is recognized in our holiday rotation. I think it should be really, because of what it represents. Christmas is recognized. Anyway, one Ester I had the tenderloin out of the oven -- it was resting. All our families were there for dinner. My brother from Ohio and his family were home too. I was about to slice the meat and Rick came in, saw the roast and looked at me with a frightened look-- he said: "look at that meat, there is hair on it!!" I was looking for hair (mine). Couldn't find anything. I looked at him and asked him what on earth he was talking about. He said: "the pig- you forgot to clean the pig hair from the long-lean!" I started laughing at him. In case you don't know, the long-lean was the old timer's term for tenderloin. I said I bought the "pig" at the grocery. It was already cleaned. Those are spices. Not hair. It was so funny. Everyone laughed. We had a good meal and good laugh and went outside for an egg hunt. It was a beautiful day.
I will leave you with this:
King James Version (KJV)
19O LORD, my strength, and my fortress, and my refuge in the day of affliction, the Gentiles shall come unto thee from the ends of the earth, and shall say, Surely our fathers have inherited lies, vanity, and things wherein there is no profit.
20Shall a man make gods unto himself, and they are no gods?
21Therefore, behold, I will this once cause them to know, I will cause them to know mine hand and my might; and they shall know that my name is The LORD.
I love all y'all.
To be continued...........