Joey Marshall Whiteman
September 8 1980 - September 3 2002
ON MY JOURNEY
THIS IS PARADISE
PEACE AT LAST
God's Loan "I'll loan you for a little time a child of mine," He said, "For you to love the while he lives, and mourn for when he's dead", It may be six or seven years, or twenty-six or seven, But Will you, till I call him back, take care of him for Me? He'll bring his charms to gladden you, and should his stay be brief, You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief. I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return, But there are lessons taught down there I'll want this child to learn. I've looked this wide world over in my search for teachers true, And from the throng that crowd life's lanes, I have selected you. Now, will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain, Nor hate Me when I come to call to take him back again? I fancied that I heard you say," Dear Lord, Thy will be done, For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run. We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may, And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay. But should the angels call for him much sooner than we planned, We'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand. ~Author Unknown~
I stood beside your bed last night,
I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying,
quietly in your sleep.
I touched you softly
as you brushed away a tear,
"It's me, I haven't left you,
I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."
I was close to you at breakfast,
I watched you pour coffee,
You were thinking of how much you
I was with you at the store today,
Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels,
I wish I could do more.
I was with you at my grave today,
You tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you,
that I'm not really there.
I walked with you to the house,
as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my hand on you,
I smiled and said "it's me."
You looked so very tired,
and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know,
that I was standing there.
It's possible for me to be
so near you everyday.
To say to you with certainty,
"I never went away."
You sat there very quietly,
then smiled, I think you knew ...
In the stillness of that evening,
I was very close to you.
The day is over...
I smile and watch you yawning
and say "goodnight, God bless,
I'll see you in the morning."
And when the time is right for you
to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you and
we'll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you,
there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out
then come home to be with me.
Writtten by Tami Bush for her angel Ryan