Tell Me Something Good Today

I always like to call you
to share my joys and my sadness,
so you can rejoice and pray with me
and share in my sorrow and my gladness.

You always pick up or call me right back,
and we share with each other what's new.
We laugh and cry and talk and pray,
and you tell me a story or a few.

I've got something to tell you,
something exciting, that will fill you with glee!
It's what we've all been praying for!
I can imagine how happy you'll be!

But now, you see, you're no longer there
to pick up the phone and say, 
"Well, hello there, my favorite girl!
Tell me something good today!"

Someday I'll get to see you again,
but we sure won't need a phone.
Heaven has no need for such,
as everyone there is already home!

So I'll meet you up in heaven someday,
and I'll catch you up on years gone by.
We'll sit down by that river up there
and talk and laugh until we cry.

Grandmac, how I miss you,
how I wish you were still there.
I miss our chats, our laughs, your stories,
I miss calling you for prayers.

But I know the Lord is watching me,
He knows my every thought.
He knows I miss and love you,
I know my prayers are not for naught.

I know the Lord rejoices with me
and feels sorrow when I'm sad.
I know He's listening, just like you were,
and for that, I can still be glad.

You taught me how He's always there,
how prayer requires no phone,
how we'll all be together again someday,
and we'll call heaven our forever home.

Love, Lynwood




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