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| The Pastor's Report JESUS, please don't think of me as being out of line, But as Hunter's pastor, I'd like to bring some things to your mind. Don't get me wrong; I know that you knew him best, You gave us Hunter and we were surely blest, Perhap's it was those times when he lay, Happy and content on his mother's breast. Or could it have been when he rested safe, And secure on his daddy's chest. It might have been he sat on his brother's knee, And they said to each other "Hey bub, it's just you and me" Or was it when he cuddled on Grandpa or Grandma's lap, And just laid back and took a nap? What I want you to know is that he brought us great joy, And that is no small chore for such a little boy. Oh, one more thing I'd like to bring to your remembrance, Here at our church, Hunter had perfect attendance. His pastor By: Henry Reed |
| Baby Castle In a baby castle just beyond my eye, my baby plays with angel toys that money cannot buy. Who am I to wish him back in to this world of strife? No, play on my baby, you have eternal life. At night when all is silent and sleep forsakes my eyes, I'll hear his tiny footsteps come running to my side. His little hands caress me so tenderly and sweet, I'll breathe a prayer and close my eyes, and embrace him in my sleep. Now I have a treasure that I rate above all other. In have known true glory; I am still his mother. |
| He Only Took My Hand Last night while I was trying to sleep, My son's voice I did hear. I opened my eyes and looked around, But he did not appear. He said "Mom, you've got to listen, You've got to understand God didn't take me from you, He only took my hand. When I called out in pain that night The instant that I died, He reached down and took my hand, And pulled me to His side. He pulled me up and saved me From the misery and pain. My body was hurt so badly inside I could never be the same. My search is really over now, I've found happiness within, All the answers to my empty dreams And all that might have been. I love you all and miss you so, And I'll always be nearby My body's gone forever, But my spirit will never die! And so you must all go on now, Live one day at a time, Just understand- God did not take me from you, He only took my hand" - Author Unknown |