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Called Home

Contributed by thebadguy9999 on Sunday, 5th September 2010 @ 09:00:11 PM in AEST
Topic: Grief

Do not fear my son everything will be okay.
I will see you through,I will guide you all the way.
I know your heart is troubled but I am in control.
Fall to your knees and pray that your family stays whole.
There is a storm that's coming and someone will be set free.
You must concentrate on Heaven,Keep your thoughts and sights on me.
I am coming as a thief so do not be caught unprepared.
I will guide this journey,tell them be not scared.
Everyone must go when I call them to come home.
I will call them to my presence,This earth no more to roam.
Tell everyone that I am here not to mourn for him be glad.
He has been called home to Glory,Hold tightly to the times you had.
He walked upon this earth so brave,No fear from him was shown.
I know he will be dearly missed but his memory goes on.
In the days to come,A mighty trial you all must face.
Hold tightly to my robe child,I've got him within my Grace.
His time on earth was troubled but his pain will be no more.
He will be transformed to a body Holy and better than before.
So do not weep for him,He stood strong,He passed the test.
He is soon to be called home into my eternal rest.
He says he loves you all and wants you to know he's standing tall.
He says thank you for the love you've shown,picking him up when he would fall.
Just know he's in my presence and that from pain he is set free.
He says when he gets to Heaven,We'll swim just you and me.

Copyright © thebadguy9999 ... [ 2010-09-05 21:00:11]
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Re: Called Home (User Rating: 1 )
by chrisdavid on Monday, 6th September 2010 @ 12:52:18 AM AEST
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A good insight into heaven and where we end up.

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