12/21/78 - 4/7/1992 You shall never be forgotten you will live in hearts and memories forever   A POEM FOR PARENTS IN MOURNING I'll lend you, for a little while, a child of mine,  For you to love while he lives,  and mourn when he/she is dead It may be six or seven years, or twenty two or three, but, will you, 'til I call him back, take care of him for me?    He'll bring his charms to gladden you and shall his stay be brief... You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief I cannot promise he will stay, as all from earth return, but there are lessons taught down there that I want this child to learn... I've looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true, and from the throngs that crowd life's lanes, I have chosen you. Now, will you give him all your love - - not think the labor vain... Nor hate me when  I call him back again...?  I fancied that I heard them say Dear Lord, thy will be done For all the joy this child shall bring the risk of grief we'll run... We'll shower him with tenderness and love him while we may... and for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay. And, should the angels call for him much sooner than we planned... We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand.... LETTER FROM HEAVEN To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say. But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay. I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above. Here, there's no more tears of sadness; Here is just eternal love. Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight. Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night. That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through. God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you. It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone. As for your dearest family, They'll be here later on. There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man." God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do. And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you. And when you lie in bed at night the day's chores put to flight. God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night. When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years. Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears. But do not be afraid to cry: it does relieve the pain. Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain. I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned. If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand. But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er. I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before. There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb; But together we can do it by taking one day at a time. It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too; That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you. If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain; Then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain." And now I am contented....that my life was worthwhile. Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile. So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low; Just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go. When you're walking down the street and you've got Me on your mind; I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind. And when it's time for you to go....from that body to be free. Remember you're not going.....you're coming here to Me. ~Author~ Ruth Ann Mahaffey http://www.ruthann1.com/LetterFromHeaven.htm ©Copyright 1998-2002  Below is a drawing Mike did for me his last year with me. He gave it to me as a gift, I will treasure it always. Matthew 19:14 Matthew 19 Matthew 19:13-15 But Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven. Helpful link if you have lost a child "Journey" Please take a moment before you go to sign my guestbook so I will know that you were here. Feel free to email me anytime. Sign Guestbook    View Guestbook Back To My Index Page