No This Can't Be All There Is.....

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As I prepare for bed tonight, the gates of Heaven are preparing to open for another angel.  At 89 years old, my grandfather is experiencing kidney failure and congestive heart failure.  When I think of God fearing Christians, he is the image that comes to mind.  He's earned his wings.  In my prayers tonight I ask that he be pain free, that he not be scared, that his son that he lost all those years ago be waiting for him at the gates.  This song sums up my feelings that there is more than what we see here on Earth...and he's one of the lucky ones that gets to go to the other side...


Old man Wrigley lived in that white house
Down the street where i grew up
Momma used to send me over with things
We struck a friendship up
I spent a few long summers out on his old porch swing

Says he was in the war when in the navy
Lost his wife, lost his baby
Broke down and asked him one time
How ya keep from going crazy
He said I'll see my wife and son in just a little while
I asked him what he meant
He looked at me and smiled, said

I raise my hands, bow my head
I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red
They tell me that there's more to life than just what i can see
Oh i believe

Few years later i was off at college
Talkin' to mom on the phone one night
Getting all caught up on the gossip
The ins and outs of the small town life
She said oh by the way son, old man Wrigley's died.

Later on that night, i laid there thinkin' back
Thought 'bout a couple long-lost summers
I didn't know whether to cry or laugh
If there was ever anybody deserved a ticket to the other side
It'd be that sweet old man who looked me in the eye, said

I raise my hands, bow my head
I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red
They tell me that there's more to life than just what i can see

I can't quote the book
The chapter or the verse
You can't tell me it all ends
In a slow ride in a hearse
You know I'm more and more convinced
The longer that i live
Yeah, this can't be
No, this can't be
No, this can't be all there is

When I raise my hands, bow my head
I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red
They tell me that there's more to life than just what i can see
I believe
Oh, I
I believe
-Brooks & Dunn

Comments

  1. I'm so sorry lady. I wish your grandfather a painless passing, and pray for you to get through this loss as smoothly as possible.

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