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!
Friday, August 10, 2012
Think of Jesus
Think of Jesus when you think of me, for He and I are here together thinking of you. Where I am now, I see and know more than I ever knew before. Think of Jesus when you think of me. There is no other way for you to imagine my joy. Think of Jesus when you think of me. We are watching when tears flow from your eyes. Whether in joy or pain, your days of sunshine or days of rain, Jesus and I are both watching. So think of Jesus every time you take the time to think of me. He's made me greater now than I ever was before. I now know more than you may think I know, and I haven't missed a thing. So, think of Jesus every day that you think of me. For there is no other way for you to know my joy.
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