In Silveyville she lays,
in unending meadows she plays,
what would she have us do with the rest of our days?
To have fun and do everything we can,
regardless of that Greater plan?
To do and do again, as our nature would lead,
rolling towards the brink at unbeleivable speed?
To live for ourselves,
go out and get ours,
not giving a thought to the nails and the scars?
To take all the glory, credit, and due,
when it all belongs to who? not you.
To all of these above,
her answer would be no.
She would remind us that we will reap what we sow.
Remind us that our days are numbered,
a number not disclosed to any but the Father.
"So live for Him all your days",
that is what i beleive she would say.
"Not seeking fun, glory, or fame,
but seek to love others and honor His name".
Although you left, i sense that you are still here,
i pray that i will remember every day of every year,
To follow your example, emblazoned by a beautiful life cut short.
But we are comforted here, knowing that you now reside in the most beautiful of courts,
you are in paradise, of course.
Someday, near of far,
i will join you there
above the stars.
So i thankyou for reminding me,
to know theres always more then my eye can see,
and truly be the best that i can be.
Psalm 73: 23-4
