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Jul 2015
This life may seem a mystery
now and some will not understand,
someday I will be heading home and
not of this foreign land.
Some will cry and some will mourn,
but as truly as this can be,
Just look up and know that I will be much
happier and my soul set free.
So when my time hath come
and only God to love and fear.
I shall not remember this place,
and be with God and new family
so dear.
So when this life is over in the meantime
do my best,
to search Him in scripture and in Him
I seek my rest.
When things on earth are painful and
things seem to go wrong,
I will remember Jesus and trust
he'll keep me strong.
For I realize that this time here
is only temporary and will not
forever last.
I will yearn to seek Him and hold my
angels hand to walk when I shall pass.
Sherri Harder
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