As She Felt the Masters Call

A poem that came to me the day a friends mom left this life for Heaven.

As She Felt the Master Call

She was humming an old hymn
As she felt the Master call.
Her life on earth was testament
To her family and us all.

Her love for God and family
Shows through each and every one.
This matriarch of the family
Her work on earth is done.

When she stands before her Maker
The account of life she'll give.
What a tale she'll have to tell
Of the way you all now live.

For seeds God gave her to sow.
She will hear "You did well
My good and faithful one."
Of how her teaching fell.

Of church and faith and family
And how each one will grow
And of harvests still to come
In life's steady ebb and flow.

Of love, faith, and family
The children of this one
Who have come to love the Lord
Because of all she has done.

Generation after generation,
Generations know the Lord;
Prayer warrior, guide, protector
She taught them each to be in accord.

Though today she is in Heaven,
This faith we hold true.
She's the matriarch to them all
And in heaven she'll see you.

Doris Warner Parish October 3, 2006