Letters From Heaven
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
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out
of sight.
Remember that I'm 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."
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."
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.
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.
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.
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
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.
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.
Author~
Ruth Ann Mahaffey
©Copyright 1998
Written in memory of my late husband, Richard
Mahaffey
