Poems For the Dying

We are all dying. It is true of the sinner, as well as the saint. We must prepare for life after death. Writing these poems comforted me when I was mourning my brother, Bruce (October 20, 1953 - November 3, 2010). I wrote Poems For the Dying 1). to encourage Christians, 2). to comfort the bereaved, 3). to make those battling terminal illnesses less fearful, and 4). to be a soul winning tool. Death creates an unexpected, soul-gathering harvest opportunity. There is life after death. Joy!

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

No Words Exist

No words exist that explain how I am able to resist staying when I know that you do not want me to go. Your tears are full of love and you cannot understand how a God of love can demand that I leave you now. Though I'll gladly pay my vow in exchange for the glimpse I see, I have no words to describe Eternity.

Poems For the Dying

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

No Words Exist

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