One Day Soon

One day I cried as I sat under a dogwood tree, just my Bible, my Lord and me.  I knew this was the tree that He was crucified on.  I looked up at the sky and wondered why things just go on.  It pains me to think of Jesus when they nailed Him to the tree.  And He died especially for me. I prayed to the Lord, I hope He would hear my plea.  It had been so long, now I know where I belong.  I am bound to be with the Angels at Gods throne.  Singing His praises  along with the Angels glorifying the King.  I can picture all  of this above, because our Jesus is made with love.  Yes in the garden, He walks with me and talks with me. Because I know I am His own. The peace I gain just talking with Him is unbelievable. It calms my very soul, all the worries  seem just to disappear. When my days are over I will have no regrets.  I welcome the day when Jesus comes and takes me home.  Because I know the Father will keep His promise.  I don't want anyone to mourn for me, I will be home.  He is leading me down a righteous path to do his bidding.  I try to talk to all of His children, as many as I can.  Just to tell them of Jesus sweet love for them.  So many do not understand or realize what He did for them. He gave up His life for us and shed His precious blood to wash away the sins of the world.  Give your heart to Him and confess your sins. Let the spirit fill you through and through. One day when I walk through those pearly gates, Angels will be all around welcoming me. I will see the crystal seas and walk the streets paved in gold.  All the pain of the body will be gone. All the pain of the heart will no longer matter.  All  the pain of a suffering world will be no more. Our mansions will be prepared with loving care.  I hope to see you there.

by Amelia Anne  8/4/99