Just as WILL YOU FALL AWAY is my final song, I thought it right to again share my very first poem.
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Taken from my personal notebook.(Dated July, 1977)
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Was worrying over a woman blaming herself, when her mother (89) had a stroke, and survived as a "vegetable." The daughter was convinced that God was punishing her mother, and that she was suffering, or her mother would have died instantly.
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I was driving down the road, feeling this was wrong, and wanting to help her, but not knowing how. Then this verse kept running through my mind, and I almost felt compelled to pull over, which I did, and started writing it down on the back of an electric bill envelope, which was all I had in the car. I had to abbreviate to keep up with the words, that were coming so fast in my mind. I had never done this before. This is the first poem "We" ever wrote.
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I had always been bothered by the fact that I did not give the daughter this poem, but I did not understand what it was, or what it meant. Although it didn't make it right, it was some consolation that this poem has brought some comfort to others in similar situations.
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This poem was to lead me on a search for understanding, as I though I was a Christian. I had been baptize as a baby, went to church all my child and teenage life, sang in the choir, wore a Cross around my neck, read the Bible, and had absolutely NO understanding of what I was missing. Looking back, I can see where Father kept turning me around, as He led me through all kinds of "learning experiences."
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(It was 4 years later, when I did finallly get the poem to her.)
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Don't sorrow for me if my mind has gone,
And left this body, which stll lingers on.
I remembered God's promise to all of mankind,
So I left, just a little ahead of time.
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Though a burden of love,
To my body you bear,
Just try to remeber,
I'm not really there.
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The machinery's still running,
But my soul's gone ahead.
Don't sorrow for me,
As there's no word as "dead."
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My body of sorrow, disappointment, and pain,
Are all left behind, as I'm on a new plane.
When God and our Savior are ready for you,
Don't sorrow for me, for I'll be there, too.
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