He must increase,
but I must decrease
- John 3:30

Poem for my Dad

I'm leaving my wheelchair behind
No more confinement for me
With a brand new body, a gift from God
The blood of Jesus has set me free


I'm leaving my glasses behind
No more blurry vision for me
I once saw dimly as through a mirror
But now the face of my Savior I see

I'm leaving my sins all behind
They've been paid for by His grace
Though I don't deserve it, I believe
And the crucified Christ has taken my place

I'm leaving my troubles behind
I'm in a place without worries or fears
My Lord Jesus has prepared me a home
And He has wiped away all of my tears

I'm leaving my loved ones behind
And hoping they'll join me someday
Accepting the gift of salvation
Through Jesus Christ, the only way.

Born September 13th, 1938

Departed into Glory March 13th, 2006

"No eye has seen,
no ear has heard,
no mind has conceived
what God has prepared
for those who love him."

1 Corinthians 2:9