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By John Hooper Dean

Whatever your age as an elder or youth
Your moment of death is your moment of truth
The rest of us struggle to figure it out
Searching for answers to vanquish the doubt

Life can be challenging; sometimes it seems
God tests us and pulls us away from our dreams
We bargain with God and to Jesus we pray
Hoping his message will show us the way

When life as we know it is no longer led
Conventional wisdom says Cry for the dead!
We pray for an Angel to show us her face
Oh, help us make sense of this difficult place

And gently she floats down from heaven to be
So close with us here on earth by the sea
Grieving with us like a family as one
Her work of compassion is never quite done

Sweet Angel kneels down here to take a short rest
In prayer for everyone’s highest and best
She crosses her arms as she bows down her head
Apparently weeping in grief for the dead

But this moment of truth reveals eternal life
There’s no death in spirit; there’s no pain or strife
God’s love awaits us in heavenly light
Where all of us go when the timing is right

Sitting beside her in sadness and cold
And guided by spirits of ancestors old
I asked Weeping Angel, Oh why do you cry?
Then waited in silence, a tear in my eye

My journey of faith, an awakening time
My personal search for the truth told in rhyme
Conventional wisdom is wrong Angel said
I weep for the living not for the dead



My mother used to ask me what is the most important part of the body is.
Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the correct Answer. When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as humans, so I said, 'My ears, Mommy.'

She said, 'No. Many people are deaf. But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon.'

Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my first attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer.

So this time I told her, 'Mommy, sight is very important to everybody, so it must be our eyes.' She looked at me and told me, 'You are learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are many people who are blind.'

Stumped again, I continued my quest for knowledge and over the years, Mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer was, 'No. But you are getting smarter every year, my child.'

Then one year, my grandfather died. Everybody was hurt. Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember that especially because it was only the second time I saw him cry.

My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say our final good-bye to my Grandfather. She asked me, 'Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?' I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game between her and me.

She saw the confusion on my face and told me, 'This question is very important. It shows that you have really lived in your life. For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you were wrong and I have given you an example why.

But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson.'
She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes well up with tears. She said, 'My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder.'

I asked, 'Is it because it holds up my head?'

She replied, 'No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry. Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear. I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it.'

Then and there I knew the most important body part is not a selfish one. It is made for others and not for yourself. It is sympathetic to the pain of others.

People will forget what you said. People will forget what you did . But people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.

WITH LOVE .XxX

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Next To You
You cannot see or touch me
But I’m standing next to you
Your tears will only hurt me
Your sadness makes me blue
Be brave and show a smiling face
Let not your grief show through
I love you from a different place
Yet I’m standing next to you

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