At the onset of this another Thanksgiving Holiday, I am reminded that for many of us, this will be our first Thanksgiving when we sit down to enjoy that wonderful meal and as our eyes gaze around the table, we will see that empty chair where Daddy or Mommy was sitting just last year...or perhaps it is a wife or husband no longer in their place....a grandmother or grandfather that helped us hold onto our childhood and shared so many memories no longer sitting next to us....or some other special person that has gone home to be with their Heavenly Father.
Our eyes will well up with tears as we pass the mashed potatoes and we will fight back the urge to cry uncontrollably as we give thanks before partaking of our Thanksgiving meal; but that is to be expected since the hurt and the longing for the one we love is still so very real....and your Heavenly Father knows your sorrow and He wants you to know and understand the words that follow in this poem. My father-in-law went home to Heaven this past January and this season of holidays will be our first without Jeter Lee, a wonderful man that loved everyone he ever meet...it was just his nature to do so. So if you too are missing someone that held a prominent, loving place in your life, I know you are facing one of the hardest things you will ever do...TO BE THANKFUL IN THIS SEASON OF THANKSGIVING...but lean into these words and find comfort that God only takes the VERY best!
GOD
ONLY TAKES THE VERY BEST
God
only takes the very best
Whose
labors are now done;
And
brings them home to quiet rest
At the
setting of life’s sun.
He saw
your loved one was growing tired
Each
step, how it took its toll;
So He
brought them to His heavenly place
To make
them well again and whole.
A
golden heart no longer beating….
Tireless
hands have now found rest
And in
this, we find our comfort….
GOD
ONLY TAKES THE VERY BEST!
He only
takes the ones He loves
And
though they had to part;
We know
that they have left behind
Special
memories in your heart.
For
your loved one is not truly gone,
They have only slipped away;
On a
far and different journey….
Alas,
you’ll meet again someday.
And on
that wondrous, glorious morn
Oh, how
you will be blest….
Home at
last in your Father’s arms …
God
only takes the VERY BEST!
W.
Patrick Queen
August
2007
BLESSED (AND THANKFUL) BEYOND MEASURE,
WPQ
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