I have a very dear friend whose father passed away many years
ago. She was not ready to say goodbye to her father and has spent
many years mad at God for taking her father. I saw the hurt that this
has caused her for many years and ask God if He had a word for
her that would heal her pain and show her that God
did not take her father, but received him - this came forth.

SPEAK IT IF YOU MUST

My Little one, so precious in my eyes.
Your heart is heavy and I hear your cry.

Know that your angels have you gently in their care.
Your tears are each precious as into the unknown you stare.

Your heart is heavy and many questions will arise.
You cannot see my precious one, the beautiful prize.

Questions may not be answered in this vapor of time.
Your eyes look up to me and wonder 'peace will I ever find.'

Remember my precious one, I promised I would
never leave your side.
Lay your head upon my shoulder and to Me you can confide.

I know your heart already, but speak it you must.
Don't allow the enemy to cloud your mind with dust.

My daughter I see your anger over the loss of a loved one.
You think it was Me for this awful act that was done.

I did not take your loved one from you.
But I did receive him and your questions are not just a few.

You only see the bottom rung on the ladder.
I see the top rung and what
was in the middle really does not matter.

If you could only have seen the trap the enemy had set.
My daughter you would release him and would not fret.

Can't you have trust in me
and know if I allowed this to enter your life.
It was for a reason and he was spared all this strife.

Your footsteps are ordered and your path made straight
Stand tall my child and for my guidance, patiently wait.

Release that loved one you have hung onto so dear.
Put your hand in mine and walk without fear.

Let me walk with that loved one in total peace.
Let that anger and questions totally cease.

~~Sharon Lambkin ~~
August 1998 ©