Letter from Heaven

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say.
But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness;
Here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through.
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you.
It's good to have you back again,
you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, They'll be here later on.
I need you here badly, you're a part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man,"
God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years.
Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry: it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you, all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
Yet one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is over.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.
There are rocky roads ahead of you, and many hills to climb.
But together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too;
That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain;
Then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented...that my life was worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody, who is sad and feeling low,
Just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street
and you've got me on your mind,
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.
And when it's time for you to go....from that body to be free.
Remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

The Cord

We are connected, my child and I,
By an invisible cord not seen by the eye.

It's not like the cord that connects us at birth.
This cord can't be seen by any on earth.

The cord does it's work right from the start.
It binds us together, attached to my heart.

I know it's there, though no one can see -
The invisible cord from my child to me.

The strength of this cord, it's hard to describe.
It can't be destroyed. It can't be denied.

It's stronger than any cord man could create.
It withstands the test, and can hold any weight.

And though you are gone,
Though you're not here with me,
The cord is still there,
but no one can see.

It pulls at my heart...I am bruised...I am sore.
But this cord is my lifeline as never before.

I am thankful that God connects us this way.
A Mother and Child.......death can't take it away.

"This one is for my sweet Mother in law."

The Quilt

As I faced my Maker at the last Judgment,
I knelt before the Lord along with the other souls.

Before each of us laid our lives,
like the squares of a quilt, in many piles.
An angel sat before each of us sewing quilt
squares together into tapestries that represented our lives.

As my angel took each piece of cloth off the pile,
I noticed how ragged and empty each of my squares was.
They were filled with giant holes.
Each square was labeled
with a part of my life that had been difficult,
the challenges and temptations
I was faced with in everyday life.
I saw hardships that I had endured,
which were the largest holes of all.
I glanced around me. No one else had such squares.
Other than a tiny hole here and there, the other tapestries
were filled with rich color and bright hues of worldly fortune.

I gazed upon my own life and was disheartened.
My angel was sewing the ragged pieces of cloth together,
threadbare and empty.

Finally, the time came when each life was to be displayed,
held up to the light. . . the scrutiny of truth.
The others arose, each in turn, holding up their tapestries.
So filled their lives had been!
My angel looked upon me, and nodded for me to arise.
My gaze dropped to the ground in shame.
I hadn't had all the earthly fortunes.
I had had love in my life, and laughter.

But there had also been trials of illness and death,
and false accusations that took from me my world as I knew it.
I had to start over many times. I often struggled with
the temptation to quit, only to somehow muster
the strength to pick up and begin again.

I had spent many nights on my knees in prayer,
asking for help and guidance in my life.
I had often been held up to ridicule, which I
endured painfully; each time offering it up
to the Father in hopes that I would not melt
within my skin beneath the critical
gaze of those who unfairly judged me.
And now, I had to face the truth. My life was what
it was, and I had to accept it for what it had been.
I arose and slowly lifted the combined
squares of my life to the light.
An awe-filled gasp filled the air.
I gazed around at the others who stared at me with eyes wide.
Then, I looked upon the tapestry before me.
Light flooded the many holes, creating an image.
The face of Christ.
Our Lord then stood before me, with warmth and love in His eyes.
He said, "Every time you gave over your life to Me,
it became My life, My hardships, and My struggles.
Each point of light in your life is when you stepped aside
and let Me shine through, until there was more
of Me than there was of you.
May all our quilts be threadbare and worn, allowing Christ to shine through.

~ Author Unknown ~

May I go now?

May I go now?
Do you think the time is right?
May I say goodbye to pain filled days
and endless lonely nights?

I lived my life and did my best,
an example I've tried to be.
So can I take that step beyond the light
and set my spirit free?

I didn't want to go at first,
I fought with all my might.
But something seems to draw me now
to that warm and loving light.

I want to go, I really do,
it's difficult to stay.
But I will try as best I can
to live just one more day.

To give you time to care for me
and share your love and fears.
I know you're sad and are afraid,
because I see your tears.

I'll not be far, I promise that,
and I hope you'll always know.
That my spirit will be close to you
Where ever you may go.

Thank you so for loving me
and know that I love you too.
That's why it's hard to say goodbye
and end this life with you.

So hold me now just one more time
and let me hear you say,
"Because you care so much for me,
you'll let me go today."

This Friend of Mine

He had a contagious smile, this friend of mine
He loved his wife, his life was divine.

He admired the sunsets
Said, "Don't take them for granted"
Now he's in a place
Where the sunsets can't be faded

He had a heart of gold, this friend of mine
He would travel the world with you
If it would make your life sublime

He left behind his memories
His love for his family & friends
He gave us all hope
That there will never be a bitter end

He stands by the Father today
I believe in my mind anyway
This angelic figure will never fade
Of David Scott Wilson
Not ever Not today


In Memory of Scott
Written by Tonia Sobczak
November 10, 2004

FAITH

Faith isn't anything you can see;
It isn't anything you can touch.
But you can feel it in your heart.
Faith is what keeps you trying
When others would have given up.
It keeps you believing in
The goodness of others
And helps you find it.

Faith is trusting in a power
Greater than yourself
And knowing that whatever happens,
This power will carry you through anything.
It is believing in yourself
And having courage
To stand up for what you believe in.

Faith is:
Peace in the midst of a storm,
Determination in the midst
Of adversity,
And safety in the midst of trouble.
For nothing can touch a soul
That is protected by faith

My First Christmas in Heaven

I see the countless Christmas trees, around the world below,
With tiny lights, like heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away that tear,
For I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.
I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear,
But the sounds of music can't compare with the Christmas chorus up here.

I have no words to tell you the joy the voices bring,
For it's beyond description to hear the angels sing.
I know how much you miss me I see the pain inside your heart,
But I am not so far away. We really aren't apart.
I can't tell you of the splendor or the peace here in this place.
Can you just imagine Christmas with our Savior face to face

So be happy for me, Dear Ones. You know I hold you dear,
And be glad I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.
send you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above.
I send you each a memory of my undying love.
After all, love is the gift, more precious than pure gold.
It was always more important in the stories Jesus told.
Please love, and keep each other as my Father said to do,
For I can't count the blessings, or love He has for each of you.
So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear;
Remember, I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.