He is Gone
Written and read by Mark Winston:
Sussex, England, at the memorial for
his father, Malcolm Winston.
You can shed tears that he is gone
Or you can smile because he has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that he’ll come back,
Or you can open your eyes and see all he’s left.
Your heart can be empty because you can’t see him
Or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember him and only that he’s gone,
Or you can cherish his memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back;
Or you can do what he’d want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
Reprinted from NEWSlink, Vol.34, No. 4, Winter 2007.
I am home in heaven dear ones
Oh, so peaceful and so bright
There is perfect joy and beauty
In this everlasting light
All the pain and grief is over,
Every restless tossing passed
I am now at peace forever
Safely home in heaven at last
Did you wonder I so calmly
Trod the valley of the shade
Oh but Jesus’ love illumined
Every dark and fearful glade
And he came himself to meet me
In that way so hard to tread
And with Jesus arm to lean on
Could I have one doubt or dread
Then you must not grieve so sorely
For I love you dearly still
Try to look beyond earth’s shadows
Pray to trust our Father’s will
There is work still waiting for you
So you must not idly stand
Do it now while life remaineth
You shall rest in Jesus’ land
When the work is all completed
He will gently call you home
Oh the rapture of that meeting
Oh the joy to see you come!
Foot Prints in the Sand
One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.
Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand.
Sometimes there were two sets of footprints,
other times there were one set of footprints.
This bothered me because I noticed
that during the low periods of my life,
when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat,
I could see one set of footprints.
So I said to the Lord,
“You promised me Lord,
that if I followed you, you would walk with me always.
But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life
there have only been one set of footprints in the sand.
Why, when I needed you most, you have not been there for me?”
The Lord replied, “The times when you have seen only one set of footprints in the sand,
is when I carried you.”