The angels came and ushered me into God’s presence, dear Mama. They carried me, like you did, when I would fall asleep. I awoke into the arms of Jesus, the One who gave His life for me! It’s so beautiful up here, Mama.
A pure river of water of life, clear as crystal, proceeding out of the throne of God. Imagine my joy seeing Jesus face to face! His smile – so warm… His face – so radiant…”Welcome home – My child!” He tenderly said.
Oh, don’t be sad for me, Mama. I can run and jump dance and sing! I feel so light on my feet like I’m dreaming, Mama! Sometimes I laugh as I dance in the presence of the angels. The curse of death has lost its sting. Oh, don’t cry for me .
Death is sorrowful with its separation. Cry for a while only . Although God called me home so early, with so many dreams we had, so many songs unsung. I’ll be in your heart, in your cherished memories. The moments we had will carry you through. Oh remember, Mama, when at bedtime, I’d crawl up in your bed ? You would tell me stories of Jesus and the love for us He had. I looked into your face as you read to me in the candlelight. “Will the angels come to carry me home too, Mama?” You chuckled teasingly, ruffling my hair. “Yes, my little angel, but you have to wait. On bended knees you prayed for me, a tear splashed down your cheek. “Was that a tear Mama?” I asked you softly. A tender sigh escaped your lips… gathering your thoughts together.. ” Yes, my little angel, tears in my heart water my prayers.” you said softly, kissing me goodnight.
I remember those nights, Mama your treasured stories. Mama’s lullabies that I tucked in my heart. In the darkness, the slamming of Daddy’s door echoed his drunkenness in the night. Through the thin walls, I could hear you cry. An angel weeps, my mama. “Take care of Mama…” I asked God softly, watering my prayers with tears. That night, Mama when you prayed for me, I got down on my knees. The moonlight danced on the wooden floors when I asked God to save me.
Although I didn’t know what to say at first, I remember what you said. Pray from your heart, dear child,you said tenderly, turning to the door to leave. “Dear Jesus, I am a sinner. I’m sorry for my sins. I’m sorry they were so mean to you when they nailed you to the tree. Come into my heart, Lord Jesus, and should the angels come, take me to heaven with You. And Jesus…I hear Mama crying, watch her while she sleeps. Forgive Daddy for being so mean, as You have forgiven me. In Jesus’ name. Amen.” Jesus came into my life that night, dear Mama! In the darkness, I could feel you smile. Bells rang for me in heaven! My name written in the Book of Life. So don’t cry for me, dear Mama,
I’m here in heaven because of you. Jesus needs you now, for there are my brothers. There’s more work on earth for you to do. One day when your work is over, the angels shall come to carry you. safely into the arms of Jesus, the One who loved and died for you.