How do you want to be remembered? That’s a question Dr. Stephen Covey asks us to think about. I came across a poem that I would want to be read at my funeral when I leave here.
THROUGH DEATH TO LIFE
by Kathleen A. Sullivan
The calm and gentle angel, Death,
Has folded in his strong embrace
One whom we loved – has borne him hence
To fill on High some special place.
We call him dead, and mourn his loss,
But yonder in the Home of Rest
No more he bears his earthly cross;
He lives in Heaven with the Blessed.
How oft, as years roll swiftly by,
Our lips will move in silent prayer,
His flock have lost their dearest friend,
But why make murmur or complaint?
For when that noble life did end,
God’s Kingdom gained another saint.
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