To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven, A time to be born, and a time to die, A time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted. A time to kill and a time to build up, A time to weep and a time to laugh, A time to mourn and a time to dance. – Ecclesiates 3:1-8 (KJV)

Miss Me But Let Me Go

When  I come to the end of the road and the sun has set for me, I want no tears in a gloom – filled room, Why cry for a soul set free? Miss me a little – but not for long and not with your head bowed low, remember the love that we once shared miss me – but let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take and each must go alone, it’s all a part of the Master’s plan, a step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick of heart go to your friends that we know and bury your sorrows in doing good works.

Miss me – But let me go.