Posts for Tag: hope

Oh My Suffering Friend!


 My heart goes out to the suffering ones, people bent low and doubled over by the weight of the things heaped upon them. Souls doing all that they know how, to lay those burdens at the feet of the Yoke Bearer and yet the pressing down is hard, it is constant, it seems relentless and to earthly eyes there is no end in sight. I have a great love for the "hopeless" ones. They are family.

 Hope is an interesting word. We use it a lot. We may pray about things but more often than not we do so having a plan. We may pray about our finances, asking God to help us get out of debt, but we do so with a plan in mind of how we are going to use the funds we know are coming to make this hope come true. We pray for someone but as we are praying we are thinking about all the things we can do to help them out. We are forming a plan, we will try this program or that program, we will take them to this church or that one, we will make appointments with this doctor or that one, we will talk to this person or that one about getting them the help they need.........we are most always working to make our hopes come to pass.

 I am beginning to see and believe that real biblical hope is when there is no plan, there are no more resources to use, no more places to go, there is nothing, not one thing that you can do to bring your hope to pass. Every single thing you have done to try and make it come to pass has come to naught, or even worse it has made things harder. There is not one thing you can do to bring back what has been lost, to restore things to how you most want them to be..........To be in that place when all you can do is take in one more labored breath, wipe away one more set of tears, kneel once more at the feet of the Yoke Bearer and cry out Lord, have mercy. It's a terrible place to be in, and yet it is a safe place to be in, for when there are no human hands to help, there is no earthly way to change things, there is no place to run to for assistance, there is no money coming, there is no cure, there is no hope...we find hope in the knowledge that there is a Savior, there is One who knows, who sees, who hears our weak cries. And to be His child, to be in His hands, to await His mercy, to trust in His outcome is the safest and surest place in the entire universe to be without earthly hope is not an easy place to be but a sure and certain Hope is found there. His name is Jesus.

 I know you want things to be better, you want the ones you love to be okay, to know that they will have days of sunshine and peace and prosperity, that they will be happy, loved and accepted, that the bank account will have enough to pay the bills and fill the table and maybe once or twice enough for a little extra treat. To feel some relief from the relentless grief and sorrow that burdens your heart so! It doesn't seem like too much to ask for, it's what I want most too. I can't promise you that all this will come to pass here on this earth. I pray it will, I am sure enough to believe there will be moments when these things are so, but I just don't know if we will ever reach that place where we can sit and look around us and watch the ones we love just laugh and smile and dance in the sun and live happily ever after. Not here on this earth anyway.

 But the truth of the matter is we both know, this isn't our home, and we don't want it to ever be their home either. To call this world home is to say that everything here is the best it will ever get, and we both know that ain't so. Maybe our dancing comes later, and maybe the moments we have here from time to time are just practice for when the dance is forever. When we reach that place, when the last prayer is wept out into tear soaked fingers, when the time comes that our weak and shaky legs will not lift us up off the floor even one last time, when the moment comes that we pass from this place into the will be there before Him that we will dance, that everlasting joy will spring forth, that our tears will be forever replaced with laughter, it will be there that we will find once and forever that elusive happiness that we have chased all our days. And it is there when we will see and know how He has used our sorrows, our oceans of tears and our weaknesses for His glory and for the good of us and the ones we love. And as we all, from every tribe and nation gather about Him, we will look around at the multitude of faces and we will see the ones we have agonized over..........and we will count it worth every moment of fear, every moment of loss, every step of suffering that we have come to this moment.

 We are not of this world, we are in it. As we run the race, may we take note of the many ways He bless us, the gifts of grace He grants and when we cannot see may we hold fast to what we have seen in the past. “If you can't fly then run, if you can't run then walk, if you can't walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.” And as we move forward, sometimes in what feels inch by inch, may we keep our eyes ever on Him, the Author and Finisher of our faith.

 He is enough. Hold on my friend, hold on.....we will hold on together! Rejoice for our hope is in Him and in Him alone! He is enough!

Romans 15:13 - Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of the Holy Ghost.

Psalms 126:5 - They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.

  In closing I just want you to know that you are beautiful! Your soul shines like the rising sun as it peaks over the Sandia Mountains! It is colored in beautiful shades of yellow, gold and orange with white beams bursting out into the sky!. I see Jesus in you, I see Him in your suffering and in your laughter.

 It's gonna be okay, we will reach that distant shore, and He is faithful, the ones we love so are going to reach it too! See with His eyes, it's so hard I know, Lord knows that I only catch a glimpse from time to time, but strive hard for those glimpses of grace. He is working, in all this mess in which we now stand He is not sleeping!

 Dance when you can, sing as much as possible!  Rejoice in the sunrise, give thanks in its setting, behold the flowers and inhale their scent, listen to the sounds of children playing, read His word, pray like there is no tomorrow, even if the only prayer you can summon is "Lord have mercy, Christ have mercy." Thanksgiving is so often in the very small things, the often unseen things. Preaching gospel to myself and to you!

I love you my friend!

It’s hard to stand on shifting sand
It’s hard to shine in the shadows of the night
You can’t be free if you don’t reach for help
You can’t love if you don't love yourself

There is hope when my faith runs out
Cause I’m in better hands now

It’s like the sun is shining when the rain is pouring down
It’s like my soul is flying though my feet are on the ground
So take this heart of mine there’s no doubt
I’m in better hands now

I am strong all because of you
I stand in awe of every mountain that you move
Oh I am changed, yesterday is gone
I am safe from this moment on

There’s no fear when the night comes ’round
I’m in better hands now

It’s like the sun is shining when the rain is pouring down
It’s like my soul is flying though my feet are on the ground
So take this heart of mine there’s no doubt
I’m in better hands now

It’s like the sun is shining when the rain is pouring down
It’s like my soul is flying though my feet are on the ground
Its like the world is silent though I know it isnt true
Its like the breath of Jesus is right here in this room

So take this heart of mine there’s no doubt
I’m in better hands now
I’m in better hands now

How Great Thou Art! Hope for the Discouraged

   I was feeling somewhat discouraged this morning, and try as I might I could not shake the feeling. Sometimes it seems I have been praying for certain things forever, and each time I begin to think that things are taking a turn, there are setbacks. I'm not sure if you've every wanted something so bad that you would pretty much give everything up to have it, but I have. I will not speak to what that something is, since this is a public post, but I have wanted something so bad that most times it is near all that I can think about and it remains one of my most constant prayers. This thing that I desire so, is not really a thing, it's more of an event for which I wait, and it's not personal, it's for others, people who are very dear to me.

    Anyway for the most part, I am able to give my worries, my fears, my yearnings to God, and to pray in faith knowing He will accomplish this thing that I so yearn for, but on occasion, today being one of them, I for whatever reason took all that I had placed into His hands back into my own. I took all the fears, all the worries, and wrestled with the minor setbacks and I just felt miserable. My soul could do no more than cry out, "how long Oh Lord, how long?"

   I awoke this morning at 5:30, the sunrise was beautiful but I was unable to rejoice in it. I simply let the dogs out and went back to bed. I arose again around 6:30, made some breakfast and sat around mulling over whether I even had the energy or desire to go to church today. Fortunately I decided to go and visit a little local church down the hill from us. I was having difficulty praying and all I could manage was a repetition of "I need to hear from You today Lord".

  The call to worship was 2 Samuel 22;4, " I call upon the Lord, who is worthy to  be praised, and I am saved from my enemies."

I cannot describe the range of thought and emotion that went through my mind in that short brief time that the pastor read those words, but for me they spoke directly to my heart. It was if the Lord was saying, I heard your cry, I heard you child, and I will save you from the enemy of doubt, fear, worry and disappointment.

  Now all this past week my husband, God bless him, has been teasing me for singing the same song. It's just been stuck in my head and as I go about my work in the house I have been singing "How Great Thou Art", well low and behold, the very first song we sang today was just that.

O Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all the *worlds thy hands have made,
I see the stars, I hear the *rolling thunder,
Thy power throughout the universe displayed

  Oh Lord, was it not just yesterday afternoon that I stood on my front porch, with the thunder rolling, and the skies opening up with rain and hail, and the wind whipping the trees and declared to the heavens "How great Thou Art!"

When through the woods and forest glades I wander
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees,
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur,
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze

Oh Lord, was it not just yesterday morning that I stood in my yard, watching a dove splash in the bird bath, marveling at a roadrunner hunting lizards under the bushes, feeling the sun on my face and the gently breeze on my skin, beholding those majestic mountains and marveling at how wondrous Your creation is?

And when I think that God, his Son not sparing,
Sent him to die, I scarce can take it in,
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing,
He bled and died to take away my sin.

Oh Lord, at this point I can barely sing, nor see the words through my tears, how can it be, that I could stand here in this church, raising my voice in song to You, I who stood against You in my youth,I who did so much wrong, I a sinner saved by Your grace, and how can it be that for a moment this morning I forgot it all!

When Christ shall come with shout of acclamation
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then *I shall bow in humble adoration,
And there proclaim, My God, how great thou art!

 Oh Lord, You are faithful, Your promises are truth and life, and I proclaim them to the heavens! I will yet see the desires of my heart come to pass! It truly is all going to be alright one day therefore I repent of my downcast heart and I eagerly await Your message.

  And the pastor spoke from the book of John, the 17th Chapter, verses 11-19, and the message was my Lord's prayer, as He faced the cross, as He looked to the brutal torture and treatment that He would soon receive.........He prayed for me. If your are a believer in the Lord Jesus Christ then He prayed for you also. What an awesome thing! Our Lord, on His knees before the Father praying for us! He knew that He was leaving His earthly walk with us, He knew that the world hated Him, and would soon turn that hatred to us, He knew that the enemy who sought at every step to destroy Him, would soon seek our destruction. He prayed that the Father would keep us, and help us. He called us the gift that the Father had given Him. He prayed that I, that we, would have the joy that He had, despite our circumstances, despite our worries or troubles.  He prayed for our sanctification, that we would be strong in the purpose for which He has called us. We are a source of light to a broken and troubled world. We are His. How glorious is that, how amazing!

  The gospel message that He has given each of us who call Him Lord, is verified by our lives, how we live is important, so very important. Unbelievers need the truth, but they need to see that truth in the testimony of our lives. How we live paints a painting, writes a book, sings a song, and it is so important that it be painting and writing and singing gospel truth, not despair, not discouragement, not downcast hearts, not fearful worries.

   And one of the last points the pastor made, was regarding verse 19, where Jesus prayed " And for their (mine and yours) sake I consecrate (set Himself a sacrifice) myself, that they (you and me) also may be sanctified in truth".

  We concluded the service with communion, and I felt and received the grace.

Oh the deep, deep love of Jesus
Vast, unmeasured, boundless, free
Rolling as a mighty ocean
In its fullness over me
Underneath me, all around me
Is the current of Your love
Leading onward, leading homeward
To Your glorious rest above

 Oh the deep, deep love of Jesus
Spread His praise from shore to shore
How He came to pay our ransom
Through the saving cross He bore
How He watches o’er His loved ones
Those He died to make His own
How for them He’s interceding
Pleading now before the throne

 Oh the deep, deep love of Jesus
Far surpassing all the rest
It’s an ocean full of blessing
In the midst of every test
Oh the deep, deep love of Jesus
Mighty Savior, precious Friend
You will bring us home to glory
Where Your love will never end

 How can I possible be discouraged or disappointed or worried or fearful? My Lord Jesus Christ prayed for me (and for you if you too are a believer) and my Father in heaven has heard His prayer, and He has answered it, He will continue to answer it and my call, my purpose, my all is to live gospel truth. To keep loving even if it is not returned in kind, to keep reaching out, to keep praying, to keep believing, no matter what my circumstances may be and regardless of any visual setbacks or concerns.

 Our call is to paint with our very lives a picture of the grace and mercy of God, to write a book upon our souls of the power of God to change people forever and ever, to sing a song of constant praise with our hearts to the One who has redeemed us and called us!

 He is faithful. Give the worries to Him, let Him deal with what we perceive as setbacks, hand Him our disappointments and hold onto the joy that is set before us.....He is faithful.

  And as for that thing for which I yearn, for which so many tears and prayers have been offered, will be offered until my dying breath, well He's got that too. He is able to save to the uttermost. He saved me, and that in itself is a major miracle.

  We His children are not of this world, we are just passing through, as lights in the darkness, called to be His voice, His hands, His feet.

 May your day and your life be ever blessed with the true presence of the Lord Jesus Christ, and to Him be all glory and praise and honor forever and ever. Amen

  Then sings my soul! My Savior God to Thee! How great Thou Art! How great Thou Art!

One Drop At A Time......

    I reached one of those places again today Lord, You know, the ones where it just all gets too much, and it overwhelms and I just have nothing left, and no ideas, and I feel helpless and adrift, and frustrated....and sometimes angry. You know me Lord, I run around with this tiny little eyedropper, doing all I can to fill this empty world and it just seems to get emptier by the minute. There seems to be a few hundred people in the world running around with their eyedroppers too, and billions upon billions who seem oblivious and or indifferent to any need but their own.

    This unrest in my soul, where did it start? At what point did it begin? Was it the dog beaten half to death with a baseball bat? Was it the 501c that by all the evidence viewed is ripping off the vulnerable that it is supposed to be helping? Was it the kittens set on fire? Was it the soldier that just needs one damn break? Was it the homeless Marine? Was it the dog drug from behind someone' pickup truck? Was it the abused child fighting for their life? Was it the video of the helpless woman being beaten to death? Was it the latest young man being decapitated?

  I don't know for certain. I just know that I got up this morning, took my dog to the vet, heard news that I really did not want to hear, news I can do nothing at all about, and on the way home, my peace just flew right out the window. We had this conversation as I drove home, but for the benefit of the readers we will write it down here.

 Lord, I know You are with me, and I know how great Your love is for me, and for all Your children. I know You exist, there is no longer any need for it to be proven to me. I know You are righteous, You are love, You are benevolent, You are holy, You will never leave me, nor forsake me, Lord I know these things, to the very core of my soul, and yet I remain deeply troubled.

  The need troubles me, the sorrow, the pain, the suffering, it troubles me. It is You who gave me this heart I now carry, it is You who gave me empathy, it is You who taught me compassion. I am certain that I am doing what You would have me do. I know I don't always do it, and some times I try and do it on my own power and not Yours, but my heart is in it Lord, You know my heart.  You told us to love our neighbor, You told us to feed the hungry, to administer to the sick, to bless the poor and to have compassion for all the downtrodden. I know that You are good and You are mercy and I have seen great things in this life of mine, just look at me, I alone am a testimony to Your mercy, coming from what I was to what You have now made me, and I expect You have even more amazing things in store. I have seen firsthand Your redeeming power,  Your provision, Your blessing, and I have seen You change the unchangeable, right the wrong, and make beautiful things out of broken ugly vessels.

 So why do I remain so troubled? Why is my soul so discontent? You have given me all that I have, why is that not enough today, why do I long for more? Lord I want to do more, I want to change things, I want to be an instrument of change. Yet I am only a wife, a mother, an old lady who personally has more than enough to be content but who does not have much excess. I think that is why I am so discontent today. I want to make the pain stop, and I can't make it stop.

 Lord you know there is a soldier whose plight very much troubles my heart, he is a lot like my own son, he has had some hard times and some bad luck and he's seen things most young men never have to see, and his need is really not very great at all, it's not like he needs a house or an expensive surgery but even so I am unable to take care of the need. Will the tiny drop I tossed into his bucket make any kind of difference at all?

 And Lord, You made me an animal lover, You gave me an empathy with animals, a gift of understanding them, of caring about them. If You gave me that gift it must be for a purpose. So I try to help. But the need is overwhelming. It has gone way past just needing good homes for animals. We are up to saving them from things like people dragging them behind vehicles, beating them with bats, slicing them with blades, setting them on fire, starving them to death......the need is overwhelming. With every one saved you cannot help but worry for the ones you don't even know about. And again, I got nothing but a drop or two to throw into the pool. Does it even make a difference these tiny drops of mine?

  And this morning, I saw a video in my news feed, a terrible horrible video. It was a person,a woman, huddled in the corner of a room as some man beat her without mercy...with a board! She cried and twisted and tried to protect herself, and he just continued to beat her. There seemed to be blood pooled on the floor at her feet and in the background you could hear children crying. It broke my heart. I searched and tried to discover who and what this video was, as it was in a different language. All I could find is it was filmed in Brazil, and it seemed to be some kind of brutal justice for some offense, and there was no word on whether this poor woman lived or died. My heart still breaks for her. I know Your's does too, her so like the woman they brought before You, intending to stone her to death. You spoke to them, and You wrote something on the ground, and one by one they dropped their stones and walked away. Lord it is not my place to question You, I who am created, You who are Creator, but I cannot help but wonder.....were You there with her as she was being beaten? Was she rescued? I have no way of ever knowing that this side of heaven and I have no drop to place in her bucket.

 And Lord, You know I love my veterans, and most especially my Infantry guys. You also know that it's got nothing to do with the red,white and blue, nothing to do with patriotism (although I am patriotic), it's because of who they are. They are the toughest bunch of guys, they endure all kinds of hardship, they have seen such horrors and a lot of them suffer because of those horrors, and You know this weighs on my heart. Many of them are still over there, still fighting, still dieing and being wounded, and that too weighs heavy. So now we have this situation with the 501c, people who say they are dedicated to helping our veterans with PTSD. And yet now a ton of evidence comes out that seem to show the whole thing is a lie, nothing more than a sham, and that they don't care at all about the people they report to serve, in fact they use them and manipulate them for personal profit. How can such things be? And Lord, what am I supposed to do about it?  How do I expose lies and yet be gracious and forgiving and compassionate? I need some help on this one.

 And then there is the friend, she has an eyedropper too, and she is ministering to a homeless woman. And my eyedropper is empty and I have nothing to give, only prayers and love. Lord are they making a difference?

  Lord, You know I have only touched upon things, the needs are great, the hurting is intense, the sorrow is suffocating. So I run to You, for You are the only hope for all of us. Lord strengthen, Lord bring peace. Lord meet these needs in the manner of Your choosing and may I ever be an instrument of peace in Thy hand.

  Just talking with You about these things encourages me and I hear You speaking back in the scriptures, balm for my soul:

Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.

Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.

Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding;  in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.

Jesus replied: " 'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.'  This is the first and greatest commandment.  And the second is like it: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.'

When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: "Death has been swallowed up in victory."  "Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?"  The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law.  But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.  Therefore, my dear brothers, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.

So we race on towards the goal.............there is peace even when overwhelmed by it all, there is hope even when all appears lost.

 Oh, by the way, could You hand me back my eyedropper!

I meet with You and my soul sings out
As your word throws doubt far away
I sing to You and my heart cries
"Holy! Hallelujah, Father, You're near!"

My hope is in You, Lord
All the day long, I won't be shaken by drought or storm
A peace that passes understanding is my song
And I sing my hope is in You, Lord

I wait for You and my soul finds rest
In my selfishness, You show me grace
I worship You and my heart cries "Glory
Hallelujah, Father, You're here!"

My hope is in You, Lord
All the day long I won't be shaken by drought or storm
A peace that passes understanding is my song
And I sing my hope is in You, Lord

I will wait on You
You are my refuge
I will wait on You
You are my refuge

My hope is in You, Lord, all the day long
I won't be shaken by drought or storm
My hope is in You, Lord
All the day long I won't be shaken by drought or storm

A peace that passes understanding is my song
And I sing my hope is in You, Lord
My hope is in You, Lord, yeah
My hope is in You, Lord

He is Enough.....My Psalm

For several days now I have been working my way through praying the Psalm's in my devotional time. Today I read Psalm 7, a very strong emotional Psalm, written by David during a dark night of the soul. While meditating upon this Psalm and upon circumstances in my life, I felt led to pen my own Psalm. My family has been through a long dark night of the soul, and are still walking through the valley of it. We have endured combat deployments, wounded family members, suicide of loved ones, deep dark grief, PTSD, depression, anxiety and the hopeless feeling that often comes with such things. David pulled no punches in his writing, his emotions scream out from the Psalms. David is real with God, he does not decieve himself, but pours out his true heart. Meditating upon these things, I attempt also to pull no punches, to put down on paper the raw emotion that is so often felt and experienced in our journey.

 I come to You for protection O Lord my God!

My soul is torn by my enemies, my loved ones wounded, some near death!

This grief, this PTSD, this depression and anxiety threaten to consume us!

Lord, I stand, I fight, I seek You in prayer and in Your word, yet alone I fight!

Lord like your servant Moses, my hands grow weak, I can barely lift my sword!

I lay here,upon the ground, in the mud and mire of despair, my wounds bleeding sorrow

and my enemies taunt me. Saying "Where is your God?", "We rend the souls of those

you love while Your God is sleeping!"

O Lord, rise up! Stomp them into the ground! Crush the heads of these dark

serpents that feast upon our souls!

And yet, with broken voice I shout out, upon the ground, mud spattered despair

covers my armor. sorrow flows from my wounds, and yet I say to my enemies who

surround me..."I will yet see deliverance!", I will yet see you laying in the mire, helpless

and ashamed, my Lord's foot upon your head!".

Stand up O soul! Stand up! Hold up the sword of truth which your heart knows.

Let His righteousness wash the mire of despair from your armor.

Wounded you may feel, sorrow dripping to the ground..........but your enemy, the

enemies of your soul may only advance as far as your Lord allows!

He will not allow Your soul to perish, nor the souls of those you love!

Hold fast soul! Hold fast!


Victory comes......hold fast.



The Redeemed Thief

One of the criminals who were hanged railed at him,saying, “Are you not the Christ? Save yourself and us!” But the other rebuked him, saying, “Do you not fear God, since you are under the same sentence of condemnation? And we indeed justly, for we are receiving the due reward of our deeds; but this man has done nothing wrong.” And he said, “Jesus, remember me when you come into your kingdom.” And he said to him, “Truly, I say to you, today you will be with me in Paradise.”

  The Bible does not tell us who these men were, that hung on crosses next to our Lord, we know only that one now resides with Christ in paradise, and the other does not.

  Some people tend to have their opinions regarding who goes to heaven and who does not. I have heard callous and cruel people inform people that their loved ones now reside in hell. What a terrible thing to say to someone. My question to such people is "how do you know this?" "Do you claim to know the mind of God"?

 It would seem from the story of the thief on the cross that it is possible for someone to live a life of evil, and in their final moments God speaks, God moves, and their eyes are open and they believe. It is pretty obvious from the scriptures that this thief did not serve God, and upon believeing he had no oppurtunity to remedy that problem.

Today I was thinking about the loved ones of the repentant thief. Perhaps they were in the crowd watching the scene. I wonder about his mother, did she go to her grave thinking her son was lost forever, seeing him live his life apart from God, seeing him break the law day after day, until one day they came to her home, and took him out in chains.

 Did she watch her son as he stumbled along the road to Golgotha, her heart breaking? Or was she able to hear the words of the God man, whispered to her child......."Truly, I say to you, today you will be with me in Paradise"? It is all specualtion but it is very possible that this man's loved ones had no evidence whatsoever of the final destination of their loved one.

 Maybe she did not even know about the death of her son until later, perhaps people came to her home and informed her that her child had been crucified a criminal. We can specualte that if she did not hear the words of the Lord to her son, she would have believed the worst for her own. He had broken God's commands and the commands of the state and died a sinners death on an instrument of torture.

 The story of the thief on the cross, and of his transformation from mocking thief to a believer in Christ, always gives me great hope. It does not matter how bad things may seem. Our God is a gracious God, slow to anger and abounding in mercy. If He reached out, in the midst of His own physical suffering that day, and granted eternal life to this man, this man who had never done anything of value that we are aware of, then we can have assurance that He still does so today to people that we love.


 Never give up hope, continue to pray always for those you love, even if they mock God, even if they mock you. God seems to enjoy delivering people like this........he delivered me!

Thief by Third Day

I am a thief, I am a murderer
Walking up this lonely hill
What have I done? I don't remember
No one knows just how I feel
and I know that my time is coming soon.
It's been so long. Oh, such a long time
Since I've lived with peace and rest
Now I am here, my destination
guess things work for the best
and I know that my time is coming soon
Who is this man? This man beside me

They call the King of the Jews
They don't believe that He's the Messiah
But, somehow I know it's true.
And they laugh at Him in mockery,
and beat Him till he bleeds
They nail Him to the rugged cross,
and raise Him, they raise Him up next to me
My time has come, I'm slowly fading
I deserve what I receive

Jesus when You are in Your kingdom
Could You please remember me
and He looks at me still holding on
the tears fall from His eyes
He says I tell the truth
Today, you will live with Me in paradise
and I know that my time is coming soon
and I know paradise is coming soon.