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NOTHING IS EVER BY CHANCE...

GOD MAKES SURE  OF THIS....

MAYBE IN HIS  GENTLENESS AND COMPASSION 

HE EVEN PREPARES US...

WITH A SILENT WORD

WHISPERED INTO OUR EAR

TO BE QUICKLY WRITTEN DOWN

AND NEVER FORGOTTEN....

 

BOOK OF DAYS

I  CLIMBED 

THE  ENDLESS

STAIRWAY.

REACHING TOWARD 

THE

 RADIANT LIGHT.

THE JOURNEY

 SEEMED 

SO ENDLESS.

 

YET I KNEW  

SOON

I WOULD ARRIVE HOME .

HOME

WAS

WITHIN

SIGHT.

FATHER

I HAVE MISSED YOU.

HOW I LONGED TO FEEL

YOUR TOUCH.

NOW AS YOU HOLD

THIS BROKEN 

AND

LOST CHILD ,

PLEASE

KNOW

 I HAVE MISSED

YOU

 OH SO MUCH.

I MADE SO MANY MISTAKES

LORD .

AS I TRAVELED  THROUGH

MY LIFE .

SO 

 IF YOU WOULD

 SIT 

DOWN WITH ME

AND LISTEN

 FATHER

MAYBE

  YOU 

COULD

HELP  ME 

TO

UNDERSTAND .

AND

 FINALLY

 PUT THINGS RIGHT .

LORD

AND THEN

 YOU 

 GENTLY

SAT ME DOWN .

AND 

TOOK OUT 

AN OLD AND 

TATTERED BOOK .

EXPLAINING  IT WAS THE

BOOK OF DAYS ,

OF MY TIME  SPENT 

ON THE EARTH .

SO MANY THINGS 

I DID NOT

 UNDERSTAND .

AND

 I WAS BECOMING 

MORE

CONFUSED .

AND 

THE TEARS

 STARTED TO  FALL

FROM MY EYES .

THAT'S WHEN

 YOU

SMILED 

AT ME .

LET ME HELP  YOU

MY CHILD

I PROMISE

 YOU SHALL SEE .

THAT WHEN  THIS TIME IS OVER

" MY "  TRUTH

WILL SET YOU FREE .

IT WAS THEN

MY  EYES BEHELD

A SIGHT

AS I LOOKED AT

 OUR

LORDS FACE .

AND

I SAW

THE THORNS 

UPON 

HIS HEAD

VISIONS 

OF PAIN 

UPON HIS FACE .

IT MATTERS NOT

THAT YOU 

THINK

 YOU'VE FAILED

AND LIVED A LIFE 

WITHOUT

 MONEY OR FAME .

 

IT MATTERS NOT

 THE BEAUTY 

THAT ONCE

 ADORNED YOUR FACE .

THE

 OUTER

BEAUTY 

YOU  COULD NOT 

TAKE 

 TO YOUR GRAVE .

IT MATTERS NOT

 THE HOUSE

IN WHICH YOU LIVED

THAT  WAS 

FILLED WITH POVERTY .

THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS

IS THAT

 YOU

 WELCOMED ME .

YOUR BEAUTY

 SHINES

 FROM DEEP WITHIN .

THE PLACE

 I

 CALL

 YOUR SOUL .

 

AND LIGHTS

THE WAY 

FOR

 MANY .

PLANTING 

SEEDS

 OF THOUGHT

SO

 I 

 WOULD  GROW .

AND 

IN THIS 

BOOK OF DAYS

YOU WILL SEE

ON 

EVERY TATTERED PAGE .

 

THE NAMES

 OF ALL

 THE LIVES

 YOU TOUCHED .

AND 

ALL OF

 THE HEARTS

YOU CHANGED .

THERE ARE

 MANY THINGS

 YOU

DID NOT UNDERSTAND .

AND YET 

YOU

 STILL OBEYED .

AND 

LOVED 

ME 

UNCONDITIONALLY .

EVEN 

WHEN YOU WHERE

AFRAID .

SO

 WORRY  NOT 

MY CHILD .

FIND COMFORT

 HERE

 WITH ME .

YOU DID

 EVERYTHING

I HAD WANTED ,

AND

ALWAYS

 LOOKED

 TO

 ME .

I

 CARRIED YOU 

WHEN 

YOU WHERE WEARY .

LIFTED YOU 

WHEN

 YOU FELL .

AND 

LAUGHED

 WHEN 

YOU

 BROUGHT

MY HEART

 JOY .

AND 

THROUGH

EVERY TEAR

THAT

  YOU

 HAVE EVER 

CRIED .

YOU

 CAME

 TO KNOW

 ME 

WELL .

YES 

EVERYTHING 

HAS

 ITS PURPOSE .

EVERY JOY 

WILL 

CARRY ITS PAIN .

AND 

YOU MUST KNOW 

PAIN

 AND

 LONELINESS .

AND BELIEVE

THAT

 NO SUFFERING

 IS

 EVER

 IN VAIN .

 

BY: PAM GALLO

DREAMER

COPYRIGHT: AUGUST 2001

RE EDITED 2006

 

SOME DAYS

 THE STAIRWAY

 THAT I AM

FOREVER CLIMBING

TO YOU , LORD

SEEMS

 SO STEEP AND HIGH.....

AND

FOR THIS

I

THANK

YOU.....

MIDI: LORD TAKE MY HAND

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