Rebecca's Tributes

Going Home

At the Hour of my death
I will not be afraid
Please don't cry for my earthly body
when they lye me to my grave
For I am on my journey home now
so eager to meet my makers face
to see the new Jerusalem
Oh how I'vedreamt of such a place
Don't cry for me my love ones
can't you feel the peace within
no longer burden by my troubles
or weighed down by my sin
When you see my body laying there
don't think of me as being dead
for I'm alive in Jesus now
so wipe those tears you shed
Goodbye is not forever
there will come a time
there will be a place
where in the presence of our maker
once again well come face to face.

Joan Gross (Aunt) July 10, 2009

I am home in Heaven, dear ones: Oh, so happy
and so bright! There is perfect Joy and Beauty in
the Everlasting Life. All the pain and grief is
over, ever restless tossing past, 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 illuminated every dark and
fearful blade. And He came Himself to meet me
in that way so hard to tread: and with Jesus' arm
to learn 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 earth's 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 home. Oh the rapture of that meeting,
Oh the joy to see you come.

Joan Gross (Aunt) July 2, 2009