tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1811446944556446825.post8298441389153774693..comments2023-09-29T07:50:03.230-04:00Comments on Random Musings: Mary BoothMonicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03656488068339821703noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1811446944556446825.post-75703076530181739022015-06-29T19:13:25.316-04:002015-06-29T19:13:25.316-04:00I keep thinking of this: What a day that will be
...I keep thinking of this: What a day that will be <br /> When my Jesus I shall see, <br /> And I look upon His face, <br /> The One who saved me by His grace; <br /> When He takes me by the hand <br /> And leads me through the Promised Land, <br /> What a day, glorious day that will be. <br /><br />There'll be no sorrow there, no more burdens to bear, <br /> No more sickness, no pain, no more parting over there; <br /> And forever I will be with the One who died for me, <br /> What a day, glorious day that will be. <br /><br />I usually think of my mom when we sing that one and sometimes tear up.<br /><br /><br />I also keep singing the few words I know of It is not death to die" And the other I keep thinking of is "Just think of stepping on shore and finding it heaven, of taking a hand and finding it God's of breathing new air and finding it's celestaial of waking up in Heaven and finding it home!!<br /><br />I was/am so totally shocked by the news. I got your first message and read it at a stoplight and told the kids to pray. I was sure that she would be like my mom and make it through the code blue. My kids and I were in utter shock that she passed away. I know she is in a better place. I admired Mary in that I never heard her complain, always had a smile and never asked for anything!!Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17169230220605802406noreply@blogger.com