The warmest ray of morning sun
Brushed my tear-stained face
The air was pure and sweet as honey
As I awoke in a most unusual place.
Indeed I knew I was not home
Yet I sensed belonging here
Then I saw the most glorious site
Jesus was drawing near.
I was frozen with wondrous awe
As Heaven was all my eyes could see
I realized at that stand still moment
My spirit had been set free.
The emotions flooding over me
Were like a raginging river
Happiness, joy, eternal life
Yet a seed of sadness made me quiver.
I left behind my family
How devastated they must be
To know I was so young, just a child
My whole life still before me.
As I turned to the Lord my God
"Abba" was all my lips could say
He knew my soul was full of joy
Yet upon my heart a burden lay.
He told me of a grassy knoll
Where every tear is kept
As we came upon this Meadow of Tears
My Father knelt and wept.
I knew this was the place
With tear-filled buckets on the ground
Where the Lord would come to grieve with us
With sorrowful angels all around.
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