Memorial Day Mourning

It's another Memorial Day and I'm all alone again
Is it Memorial Day or just another "long weekend"?
I lost my husband--my best friend--to a bomb in the war
Sometimes I just cry so hard it just pours, and pours

When my children see me cry they try to help
Their little hands reach out to me to give me a hug
Overcome now with love and grief I just weep, and weep
The comfort of their presence is what I need

Why did this happen?  I miss my husband so, so much
He was gone just-like-that:  Dear God, what's the point?
I wish I could go back in time and tell him not to go
But, would things be any different?  I don't know...

Jesus I need You now more than ever before
Please help me--help us--to get through this storm
Thank You for all my friends at church
Thank You for all my friends at work

Thank You for

All the prayers, flowers and encouraging cards and e-mails
All of it was orchestrated by the loving God who never fails

       I have to go now thank You for this time this morning
       These babies need me now to be their mom not mourning

Life goes on...

--bro. tim pickl
Saturday May 27, 2006 A.D..

+ for all of the widows of war.  

"And when he looked on him, he was afraid, and said, 
What is it, Lord? And he said unto him, 
Thy prayers and thine alms are come up for a memorial before God."   
                         Acts 10:4

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