Finally Home
As my uncle lay dying in his nursing home bed - He couldn't understand the words that were
said - For so many years his body declined and Alzheimers Disease had clouded his mind -
Just a few days before he died - The Lord Himself came and sat by his side - He said to him
gently in a voice soft and low - It's almost time for you to go - Come live in the presence of
My Father and Me - There are so many things I want you to see - Your mansion is ready for
you to move in - I started to build it when I cleansed all your sin - I can't wait to hold you
close to my breast - In My strong arms I want you to rest - Then I will walk with you on
streets made of gold - there you will find the great saints of old - Then you will meet your
family and friends - And live forever where joy never ends - So hold on My child - No more
will you roam - I'm coming to get you and welcome you home.
Written In Memory of My Uncle
Roland Geddings
Copyright © Joye Atkinson | Year Posted 2009
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