Heaven Sounding Sweeter

Today my mother in law would of been 75, a little over 4 months ago she promoted to heaven. Praise the Lord last Feb on the day after her birthday she accepted Christ as her personal Saviour!! This poem is in memory of her:

This isn't Death

This isn't death, it's glory;

it isn't dark, it's light;

It isn't stumbling, groping,

Or even faith--it's sight.

This isn't grief, it's having

My last tear wiped away;

It's sunrise--the morning

Of my eternal day.

This isn't even praying;

It's speaking face to face,

It's listening and it's glimpsing

The wonders of His grace.

This is the end of all pleading

For strength to bear my Pain

Not even pain's dark memory

Will ever live again.

How did I bear the earth life

Before I came up higher,

Before my soul was granted

Its every deep desire?

Before I knew this rapture

Of meeting face to face

That ONE who sought me, saved me,

And kept me by His grace?

M. S. Nicholson