I feel a prayer coming on... =)

Nov 14, 2005 19:33


I don't know what it is about this song... You'll never walk alone... But everytime I hear it I get teary. It's such a simple and, as far as I'm concerned, has a very well known melody.  *sigh*  I received an email today from my aunt with this song and this prayer in it.  I am also posting a poem called the Legacy.  It is another VERY moving poem.  When I die, I would like this poem read at my funeral.



The man whispered, "God, speak to me" and a meadowlark sang.  But, the man did not hear.  So the man yelled, "God, speak to me" and the thunder rolled across the sky.  But, the man did not listen.  The man looked around and said, "God let me see you."  And a star shined brightly.  But the man did not see.  And, the man shouted, "God show me a miracle."  And, a life was born.  But, the man did not notice. So, the man cried out in despair, "Touch me God, and let me know you are here." Whereupon, God reached down and touched the man. But, the man brushed the butterfly away and walked on.

I found this to be a great reminder that God is always around us in the little and simple things that we take for granted ... even in our electronic age .. so I would like to add one more:

The man cried, "God, I need your help!" and an e-mail arrived reaching out with good news and encouragement. But, the man deleted it and continued crying .

Don't miss out on a blessing because it isn't packaged the way that you expect.

The Legacy

When I die, give what is left of me to children, If you need to cry, cry for your brothers (and sisters) walking beside you.  Put your arms around anyone and give them what you need to give to me.  I want to leave you with something, something better than words or sounds.  Look for me in the people I have known and loved.  And if you cannot live without me, then let me live on in your eyes, your mind, and your acts of kindness.  You can love me most by letting hands touch hands and letting go of children that need to be free.  Love does not die, people do.  So when all that is left of me is love... Give me away...

Goodness, so beautiful...

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