ALL SOULS BELONG TO GOD

 

This soul I knew as Tony my nephew has been called home
It was a heavy blow to my spirit and I questioned God
My understanding was not clear as to how and why this could be
Anger swelled up in my heart thinking God had been unfair
This was a feeling I had never experienced, never had I been angry with God
It wasn’t really anger but hurt, hurt of the loss of another young soul in my family

But I thought about the vastness of the universe, and breath of God’s wisdom
He knew all things and I only the smallness of my world
Had the course he set before Tony been ran, I know not
I know that I nor those that loved him, were not ready for him to depart this earth
But are we ever ready for one that we love to depart, I think not

Death has an appointed time for all of us, each and everyone
For there is trump in heaven that one day will blow for us all
I just wish the time for Tony could have been longer

But I thought about this world, and the world beyond this
Eternity awaits us all, and this world is but a vapor in time
Here on earth there is never everlasting peace or happiness
We are born young full of life and strength, then we get old and weak

But in the world that God has prepared there is joy and peace for all eternity
This is the world I hope to see Tony in Again
For I sometime think God takes some of us early because of the pain of this world
For I know God has a reason for all that he does, even if we don’t comprehend it.

I can see God looking down on Tony that day, and saying son it is alright
Where there is sorrow I will give you joy
Where there is pain I will give you comfort
Where this is poverty I will give you wealth
Cry no more my son; I God will wipe all your tears away

For my heart is heavy, but in my soul I know God has Tony in a perfect place
For the God that made the heavens and earth is righteous and a just creator
He cares for the down trodden, and desolate
The poor he remembers always
Ye though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I fear no evil
For thy rod, and staff comfort me, and I will dwell in the house of the lord for ever
And let all God’s children say amen

In memory of my nephew Tony Crawford; whom God called home April 9th, 2004 Good Friday.

By:Chris Brown