The King
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Written in June, 2025
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Hope enables me to see—through the eyes of my heart—things that are not yet. The most stunning example of this is the hope of heaven. - Young, Sarah. Jesus Listens--for Lent and Easter, with Full Scriptures (p. 10). Thomas Nelson. Kindle Edition.
I didn’t realize how much I grieve
until a friend said, oh… see the children,
the little ones, dying – precious babies
they’re gone to heaven so young
gone to heaven – precious children, little ones
they’ve never lived this life,…
while I consider this life – with all its struggling
the dark days when pain feels so disconcerting
the worries, the fears, the trouble that comes
to the hearts who keep living… the sad and lonely
who know that God has them in this world
for a reason… but, oh…
wouldn’t death be easier, to go on to heaven
to feel the peace that comes to the spirit with Him
the One who I seek when I seek the joy that agrees
it would be easier – so much easier
to never live, to just go on to the home
where He’s waiting, where He’s the light
the love that penetrates the darkness, the fears
all the tears that seem so frequent on this journey
where we silently pray for His comforting, His grace
the wonder of His love, sent to us from up above
where we yearn to go…
heaven, oh precious place, heaven where I will see His face
heaven, home for my soul to rest – the stillness of a faith
heaven, never just a place, heaven is the Savior’s dwelling,
where we will know what it means to be surrounded..
by the gentle flow of a love who arose
from the darkness of a grave, just so He might save
the ones who come to Him, seeking His presence –
His unending blessing, the love that just keeps expressing
selfless giving and grace, selflessness that prays
wherever He is, that is the place
where heaven is… yes, it would have been easier to leave this world
when I was just a child – never seeing the lonely miles,
the struggles, the sorrow, the despair – the cares,
but, I have learned from my journey – that love is worth all the worry
love, His love… silences my yearnings, keeps me filled with joy
from knowing that I will one day be – in the presence of the only true KING!
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2025
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