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God Protects His Children (I)

Updated: Dec 27, 2022

I don’t want you to cry anymore. It hurts and grieves me so.

I want you to be happy. There’s something you should know.

Just before it happened, I was filled with warmth and love.

I was safely whisked away to a tender place above.

I felt no pain. I did not suffer and I truly wasn’t afraid.

You see, my spirit went home early, though my physical body stayed.

Some things we cannot fathom nor begin to comprehend.

“God protects His children, even at the end.”

I don’t want you to cry anymore. It hurts and grieves me so.

I want you to be happy. There’s something you should know.

Just before it happened, the music soothed my ears.

I was safely whisked away and relieved of all my fears.

I felt no pain. I did not suffer and I truly wasn’t afraid.

You see, my spirit went home early, though my physical body stayed.

Some things we cannot fathom nor begin to comprehend.

“God protects His children, even at the end.”

I don’t want you to cry anymore. It hurts and grieves me so.

I want you to be happy. There’s something you should know.

Just before it happened, I was eased and bathed in light.

I was safely whisked away and told that all would be all right.

I felt no pain. I did not suffer and I truIy wasn’t afraid.

You see, my spirit went home early, though my physical body stayed.

Some things we cannot fathom nor begin to comprehend.

“God protects His children even at the end.”

-Lisa Murphy Taylor © 2003

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