Wings Of Time

I wrote this on March 12, 2007 for my friend Mollie Collins, when her sister died.

When the physcial body ceases to be

The spiritual body rides the wings of time

Driven by the wind to meet the Almighty one, where they are carried into eternity.

The Abyss of time separates you, you can't enter, the gate has closed.

When time stands still, your spirit continually soars, anticipating the heavenly

mansion promised by the Saviour.

When time is no more, you will meet again, your spirits will unite.

You walk through eternity looking over your shoulder with a smile, now it all makes

sense, it was worth it.

You have all the answers to life's preplexing questions and troubles.

Your spirit can rest, and be in the presence of the Almighty One forever.

His in eternity, yours in memory, until you meet in glory, you must continue

to ride the wings of time as your love one ride the wings of eternity.

GLORY WAITS