Heaven and the heavenly host,
Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost,
and all the angels of God,
family, friends, and those forgotten.
All these wait for us to arrive,
waiting for our bodies to revive,
waiting to welcome us home,
never to be left again to roam,
waiting to rejoice and sing together,
praising our Lord Jesus forever.
What joys will we behold
that has not yet been told?
I long for the reunion and greeting,
especially when I ponder all that I’ll be meeting.
Thank You, Jesus, for hope in the Psalms.
Thank You for protection resting in your palms.
10-19-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)