In Memory of Mary | Grandma's Ramblings

My husband’s older sister recently died. Eight years older than my husband he always loved visiting with her. He has written a poem which I wanted to share today in her honor.

While we grieve it is not without hope. Mary committed her life to Jesus Christ years ago, so we share that hope of seeing her again one day.

Weep Not For Me

Weep not for me my children, that I am gone, that I am dead. Weep not for me my friends, for I had prepared for what lay ahead.

Weep not for me my children, for this I longed, for this I strived. And now at last the journey’s end. Oh weep not dear ones, for now I have arrived.

Rejoice with me my children, that I have passed, that I at last have reached that goal, that long awaited day when no more sorrow, no anguish and no pain shall touch or mar this lowly frame again. For now I am forever blessed. This glorious longed for place of rest.

Weep not but rejoice for here I see now my Savior’s face so dear. And wait with longing, eager cry when we shall see each other by and by.

Weep not my children, but rejoice and shout abroad that at last, one homesick saint has gone to their reward.

Paul W Lane