GratefulA Poem by BlessedLoveIts amazing when u reminisce on past occurrences...things in the present then make sense.Reminiscing on what I once saw in a dream.. Yes, a dream I had probably two years ago... It seems I see death before its occurrence. I saw a girl...oh so divine.. So divine..yet her face was hidden from me. She was with her family...such love in her heart for them.. So much love..that I sensed it. They were so engrossed in this bond that they saw not when evil's ambassadors stopped for a visit. These ambassadors roared..and all attention was given to them. Fright! Such a breath-taking moment, which lasted a lifetime, it seemed.
The young woman of integrity, representing the Heavenly opposition, sought to dissuade these trapped souls. She thought she won and turned her back.. Rejoice, one last time, my beloved daughter; God's melodious words..dictated to her. As the faithful servant she was, she followed his command. "God...thank you for life, for breath,for family, for love"... In that same instant.. Her life; taken! Her breath; departed from her body! Her family; distraught because of the occurrence of such a tragic and seemingly inevitable event. Her love; to remain in the hearts of all loved ones.
Who would have known that I knew all this before it occurred? Who would have known that I could have warned her... Who would have known that I could have beat death.. Yet, who would have known that this would have happened to her? I could not have helped the situation, it seems, For we know not when death chooses to visit. Therefore, we cannot beat death. Instead...we should embrace it.
We should comfort ourselves by remembering that the deceased had committed their life in God's hands. And so, their soul is at peace... What joy! What comfort! What a promise! With this comfort..I now have courage. With this courage...I now spread comfort.
It is in trusting in God that death has been won! Death is not the end...but only the beginning. Death is not the end of life.. But a change in it.. Death is inevitable and so we must accept it. Fear of death?...Let it be no more.. For this fear only means you have no faith in God.
With all this said...I have the strength to say goodbye.. Goodbye to a friend; a sister; a role model. With that said..I have the ability to allow her to live on.. Live on by keeping all memories in my heart. With that said..I thank you God.. I thank you for allowing me to have met such a beautiful saint. With that said..I say "death, be not proud"! Be not proud for I HAVE been comforted. With that said...I can now say, "May your soul rest in peace, my beloved" I cannot interract in a physical manner, but spiritual.. And for that alone...I am grateful..
~~Today, November 18th, 2008, was the thanksgiving service for my dear friend, Pia Phillips. The words expressed during the message, comforted my sould...the soul that had been uneasy..now put at ease. At this service, we said goodbye with a wardmed heart. Tears of joy streamed down my face...as her spirit touched my heart. At that moment..it became clear that her spirit's presence is going to be omni-present in my heart...for that....I am grateful...~~ © 2008 BlessedLoveAuthor's Note
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Added on November 14, 2008AuthorBlessedLoveKingston, JamaicaAboutI'm a Christian and I strive to be more than an ordinary servant. I have a love for music and poetry as these are the means through which I express myself efficiently..or rather, to my satisfaction. .. more..Writing
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