Saturday 2nd May

And for the third day in a row, I receive another piece of paper with some printed words, verses, sent through the post, from a good friend. She had come across them, read the words, and immediately thought of my son.

“Safely Home……..

I am at home in heaven, dear ones;
Oh so happy and so bright!
There is perfect joy and beauty
In this everlasting light.

All the pain and grief is over,
Every restless tossing passed;
I am now at peace forever
Safely home in heaven at last.

Did you wonder I so calmly
Trod the valley of the shade?
Oh! But Jesus’ love illumined
Every dark and fearful glade.

And he came himself to meet me
In that way so hard to tread
And with Jesus’ arm to lean on
Could I have one doubt or dread?

Then you must not grieve so sorely,
For I love you dearly still;
Try to look beyond earths’ shadows
Pray to trust our Father’s will.

There is work still waiting for you
So you must not idly stand
Do it now, while life remaineth-
You shall rest in Jesus’ land.

When that work is all completed
He will gently call you home;
Oh, the rapture of that meeting,
Oh the joy to see you come!”

I do so hope my son is safe and well in heaven, having gained his angel wings. Before he passed away, we had had a conversation about heaven and hell, and he commented that he really hoped he was going to be an angel, and go ‘up there’ when the time came.

Little did we know that this would happen so soon, so very unexpectedly, so heartbreaking beyond measure.

And for us left behind, my husband and myself? We visit your graveside every day, whatever the weather. We want to be close by, to let you know we love you with all our hearts, and that we miss you so very much.

You have your Angel wings.

I do hope you are ‘safely home’.

xxxxx