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When tomorrow starts without me

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WHEN TOMORROW STARTS WITHOUT ME


A few weeks ago a woman was killed in an auto accident. She was very, very well liked; the school systems shut down for her funeral and it was on the news and so on. On the day the teachers came back to work, they found this poem in their e-mail that the deceased woman had sent on Friday before she left school.

When tomorrow starts without me,
And I'm not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes

All filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn't get to say.

I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too;

But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye
For all my life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.

I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
And all the fun we had.

If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for a while,
I'd say good-bye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
Would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne,

He said, "This is eternity,
And all I've promised you.
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew.

I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day's the same way
There's no longing for the past.

You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times
You did some things
You knew you shouldn't do.

But you have been forgiven
And now at last you're free.
So won't you come and take my hand
And share my life with me?"

So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart.

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Submitted by Richard
 
I'm still crying from the little boy and his fingers' one...and this one made me cry, too.

My grandmother, who I loved very much and talked to me about Jesus and one time in the backseat of her car I accepted Jesus, died when I was 15. I remember being at the funeral, crying.

I missed her...as I graduated high school and then college. I missed her when I got married. I missed her when my half siblings were born and when my brother's little girl was born. I miss her almost every day.

Holidays and such are bittersweet.

I know that I will see her some day, but I still miss her. I have a picture of her and me on our dresser in our bedroom. I was about 7 or 8 in the picture. When I look at it, I smile, but my heart hurts.

The poem reminded me that she's in my heart, but...as I said I still miss her.
 
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Beautiful

Thats is one of the most beautiful and touching poem i've read in a very long time. May she rest in peace.
 
I'm still crying from the little boy and his fingers' one...and this one made me cry, too.

My grandmother, who I loved very much and talked to me about Jesus and one time in the backseat of her car I accepted Jesus, died when I was 15. I remember being at the funeral, crying.

I missed her...as I graduated high school and then college. I missed her when I got married. I missed her when my half siblings were born and when my brother's little girl was born. I miss her almost every day.

Holidays and such are bittersweet.

I know that I will see her some day, but I still miss her. I have a picture of her and me on our dresser in our bedroom. I was about 7 or 8 in the picture. When I look at it, I smile, but my heart hurts.

The poem reminded me that she's in my heart, but...as I said I still miss her.
Find the story The Dark Candle and read it. It might changed your mind and let go..
 
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