Take a look into the past,
Tell me what you see.
Many names and dates,
of lives that used to be.
What was their purpose,
on this earth below?
Who still remembers them,
Does anyone want to know?
Births, marriages, deaths,
Times and places neatly recorded.
Photos, letters, journals,
Reveal lives, glamorous or sordid.
Many secrets are revealed
When researching the family;
Some better left untouched,
Others bring peace and liberty.
It's hard for us to imagine,
As we trace back through time,
That the God who is with us today,
Was with our ancestors in their prime.
And as the Scripture states,
We all wait in one accord,
For that glorious day
Of the coming of our Lord.
Then we will all be reunited
As we stand at judgement gate,
And the purpose of the lives we lived
Will determine our eternal fate.
(By Doreen Hardie.)
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