If you could see me now, you wouldn't shed a tear. Though you may not understand why I'm no longer here. Remember my spirit, that's the real me. I'm still very much alive, oh, if you could see! I've beheld our Father's face. I've touched my Savior's hand. The angels all rejoiced as I entered the promised land. Beyond the gates of pearl, I walk on golden streets. I've touched the walls of jasper, dipped my foot in the crystal sea. The beauty is beyond words, nothing can compare. I've even seen your mansion; someday I will meet you there. Allow Jesus to be your guide, His word will show tou the way. So, please, don't cry! We will meet again someday. -Patsy Stambaugh Deskins
