| To my dearest family, some things I’d like to say... |
| but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay. |
| I’m writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above. |
| Here, there’s no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love. |
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| Please do not be unhappy just because I’m out of sight. |
| Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night. |
| That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through, |
| God picked me up and hugged me and He said, “I welcome you.” |
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| “It’s good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone. |
| As for your dearest family, they’ll be here later on. |
| I need you here badly; you’re part of my plan. |
| There’s so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.” |
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| God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do. |
| And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you. |
| And when you lie in bed at night, the day’s chores put to flight. |
| God and I are closest to you...in the middle of the night. |
| When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years |
| Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears. |
| But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain. |
| Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain. |
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| I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned. |
| But if I were to tell you, you wouldn’t understand. |
| But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o’er. |
| I’m closer to you now, than I ever was before. |
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| There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb; |
| but together we can do it by taking one day at a time. |
| It was always my philosophy and I’d like it for you too... |
| that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you. |
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| If you can help somebody who’s in sorrow and pain, |
| then you can say to God at night...”My day was not in vain.” |
| And now I am contented that my life has been worthwhile, knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile. |
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| So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low, |
| just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go. |
| When you’re walking down the street, and you’ve got me on your mind; |
| I’m walking in your footsteps only half a step behind. |
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| And when it’s time for you to go...from that body to be free, |
| remember you’re not going...you’re coming here to me. |
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| ~Author~ |
| Ruth Ann Mahaffey |
