Two Ladies
Monday 06 August 2007 at 8:40 pm Miss Leona, she was frail,Yet she was strong.
She was full of love,
always with a sweet smile.
She raised her children,
then she raised theirs.
I never heard her complain.
She was meek and humble.
When Wes asked her if she was going to heaven,
she said No!
He shared how we all have sinned,
and good deeds wouldn’t get us in.
He told her how Jesus had came,
and victory was hers to claim.
He told her to make Him Lord,
and how heaven was assured.
She bowed her head and prayed,
and at the cross her sins were laid.
Two weeks later I preached
her funeral.
Miss Mary, she was a large lady,
larger than me.
She was full of love.
For her children and
for theirs.
She always asked me to pray.
She had a laugh of love.
She would sit and talk into the night.
When I asked
if she was going to heaven,
she said No!
I shared how we all have sinned,
and good deeds wouldn’t get us in.
I told her how Jesus had came,
and victory was hers to claim.
I told her to make Him Lord,
and how heaven was assured.
She bowed her head and prayed,
and at the cross her sins were laid.
Two days later I preached
her funeral.
How many times do we fail
to share what Jesus told us to tell?
How many times do we say,
next time thy pass my way?
How often are they left untold
and Heaven’s glory they never behold?
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