Till We Meet

Years may pass and tears will dry, but death, will never be something you get used to.

May this short poem bring comfort to all who have needed to leave- even if just for awhile, with those they have loved and love

What mean you by this weeping to break my very heart?
We both are in Christ's keeping, and therefore cannot part.

You there, I here, though parted, we still at heart are one;
I only just in sunshine, the shadow scarcely gone. 

What though the clouds surround you, you can the brightness see,
tis only a little way, that leads from you to me. 

I was so very weary, surely you would not mourn,
that I a little sooner should lay my burden down. 

Then weep not, weep not, Darling, God wipes away all tears;
tis only a little way, though you may call it years. 

--Anonymous
 

Though i have never met you in person, yet the all familiar feeling of disbelief and loss still hits me. Every time i meet a cancer warrior, i want them to win so badly in this earth. But you like many other saints before you, though lost in the battle of cancer, have won the war of life. i rejoice that we shall surely meet some day, i and my mum with you.

 

it's true the years can feel so long sometimes, but i will wait... Till we meet again..

 

your family is in my prayers

 

"For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things to come,nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus, our Lord."

~ Romans 8:38-39