I'll Send You a Child

"I'll send you for a little time
A child of mine, He said,
For you to love the while he lives
And mourn for when he's dead.

It may be forty or fifty years,
Or even two or three
But will you, till I call him back,
Take care of him, for me?

He'll bring his charms to gladden you,
And should his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories
As solace for your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn.

I've looked this wide world over
In my search for teacher true.
And form the throngs that crowd life's lanes
I have selected you.

Now, will you give him all your love,
Nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call
To take him back again."

I fancied that I heard him say,
'Dear Lord thy will be done.'
For all the joy thy child shall bring,
The risk of grief we'll run.

We'll shelter him with tenderness,
We'll love him while we may
And for the happiness we've known
Forever grateful we'll stay.

But should the angels call for him Much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand."

Author unknown

"Parents of A Saint"

A little bit of Heaven
Came to both of you one day,
Then soon this little breath of God,
Was suddenly snatched away;

The joy you built within your hearts
Has now turned into grief,
You feel that nothing found in life
Could ever bring relief;

Now, parents, if you'll meditate
You'll find it otherwise,
The grief you have is really
But a Blessing in disguise;

The Waters of Eternal Life
Have Freed your babe of taint
T'was meant by God that you
Should be the Parents of a Saint.

Author Unknown

"Calling Daddy From Heaven"

I'm calling you, Daddy, from Heaven
Because we are apart,
But the phone won't ring on earth today;
In heaven we call heart to heart.

I just want to say, "I love you,"
And I think of you each day.
I hear you say you love me
Each time you kneel to pray.

Sometimes I watch you working
At a job you do se well.
I tell all my friends in Heaven,
"That's my daddy, and ain't he swell!"

I'm working on a project
To send you as a gift,
And when you finally see it,
Your spirits will really lift.

I'm painting lots of colors
All across the sky,
And after rain you'll see them
And know we never die.

I'll also paint some flowers
And send them down to you.
They'll look so fresh and pretty
In the early morning dew.

But best of all, I'll take some notes
Of all the things I love,
So you can read my journals
When you meet me here above.

Your name will cover pages
Of my moments to be shared;
You'll see how much you've meant to me
And how very much I cared.

Then, I'll have story time with Jesus
And he'll tell me stories of you.
I'll listen with a smile
Of all the things you do.

He'll tell me of your kindness
And the smile upon your face,
The way you make the world
A really nicer place.

Of all the things I ever do,
This will the best;
I'll ask the Lord to Bless you,
My very own request.

And tonight when you are resting
From the day you've spent so well,
I'll whisper in your ears
All I have to tell.

And as I hold you through the night,
This is what I'll say,
"I'm proud to call you Daddy
on this special Father's Day."

Love, Your Little Angel

Author Unknown

 

"The Busiest Day in Heaven"

It's the busiest day in Heaven
I'm planning a big surprise
To let you know I love you
And that no one ever dies.

Even though you're down below
And I am up above,
I'm sending you these wishes
And all my angel love.

It's really quite exciting
To plan this big event,
For lots of gifts will come your way
And all are heaven sent.

First, I'll take a bubble bath-
My splashes might cause some rain,
But knowing all the fun I'm having,
Will help to ease your pain.

Next, I'll get some pictures
In my halo and my gown,
So when you get to Heaven,
You can show them all around.

I have color crayons in Heaven,
And I will draw some star so bright
And place them in the sky today
For you to see tonight.

Then, Jesus will have story time,
And I will sit upon his lap.
He'll tell me all about you
Just before I nap.

I'll wake up full of energy
And play a game or two,
Before I finish sending
All my love to you.

After snack I'll write a song
For all the birds to sing,
And know I've made you happy
With all the joy it brings.

At nighttime I'll be tired,
But I'll still hold you tight.
My arms will wrap around you
And keep you through the night.

And when you finally slumber,
I will kneel to pray,
Asking God to bless you
On this special Mother's Day.

Love, Your Little Angel

TINY ANGEL

Tiny Angel rest your wings,
sit with me for a while.

How I long to hold your hand,
And see your tender smile.

Tiny Angel, look at me,
I want this image clear...

That I will forget your precious face
Is my biggest fear.

Tiny Angel can you tell me,
Why you have gone away?

You weren't here for very long...
Why is it you couldn't stay?

Tiny Angel shook her head,
These things I do not know...

But I do know that you love me,
And that I love you so.

~Author Unknown

Who's In Heaven?

I was shocked, confused, bewildered
as I entered Heaven's door,
Not by the beauty of it all,
nor the lights or its decor...

But it was the folks in Heaven
who made me sputter and gasp--
the thieves, the liars, the sinners,
the alcoholics, the trash!!

There stood the kid from seventh grade
who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my grumpy old neighbor
who never said anything nice.

Herb, who I always thought
was rotting away in hell,
was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
looking incredibly well.

I nudged Jesus, "What's the deal?
I would love to hear Your take.
How'd all these sinners get up here?
God must've made a mistake.

And why's everyone so quiet,
so somber? Give me a clue."
"Hush, child," said the Lord, "They're all in shock.
No one thought they'd see you."

JUDGE NOT

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