As I began to pray,
I thought about my little girl,
Whose birthday is today.
God’s little baby blossom,
Her mission was to be,
Her mission was to be,
The instrument that helped me,
Experience Calvary.
He walked me through the Scriptures,
He helped me find relief,
The Word of God consoled me
And helped to ease my grief.
After slight affliction,
Come blessings manifold,
In the furnace of His Love,
He purifies each soul.
In dying with the Savior,
We rise anew to life,
Redeemed, my baby lives again,
Eternally in Christ.
Myra D’Souza / 10 November 2009
Wisdom 2:23--3:1, 5-6 & 9
God created man to be immortal in the likeness of His own nature...
The souls of the just are in the hands of God and no torment shall touch them. After slight affliction will come great blessings, for God has tried them and found them worthy to be with Him, after testing them as gold in the furnace, He has accepted them as a holocaust. Those who trust in Him will penetrate the truth, those who are faithful will live with Him in love, for His grace and mercy are for His chosen ones.
Dearest Sis,
ReplyDeleteHow much beautiful and touching can your poems get. I too thought of Keisha Baby this morning. She is truly blessed to be where she is.
Lots of love,
Pam
(Pam Fernandes)
Keisha Rests in HIS love, dearest one .........
ReplyDeleteTouching - warm poem of Remberance ............
May you &yours, walk in peace, is our prayer .............
Much love , strength, prayers and Blessings to you all ..............
M & m ..........
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P S : We lost our Niki in July '85 ........ God Rest our Babies ........ Amen ......