Days Gone By

He heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their wounds.
Psalm 147:3
As I sit here in silence cherishing the memories of days gone by I can’t help but long for the chance to experience them once again. As I’ve grown older I have come to realize that the thing that matters the most in life is perhaps the one thing that I took for granted.
After having a relationship with the Heavenly Father, it’s not the money wasted, possessions lost or opportunities missed that I regret the most. It’s the relationships I neglected that weigh heavy on my heart.
There are so many people along the way that had a positive impact on my life and it saddens me when I realize that I never took the time to say Thank you. As time passed and miles separated I never slowed down to express my gratitude for their selfless love and support.
I always thought there would be time to reunite; a time to get together and catch up, but days turned into months, months turned into years, and years slipped away into eternity.
I hope and pray that one day I see you all again in Heaven, but until that day comes I will hold onto to the precious memories of days gone by.
“It is far better to be a young man with memories than an old man with regrets”
-Anonymous-

Tomorrow

He was going to be all that a mortal should be
Tomorrow.
No one should be kinder or braver than he
Tomorrow.
A friend who was troubled and weary he knew,
Who’d be glad of a lift and who needed it, too;
On him he would call and see what he could do
Tomorrow.

Each morning he stacked up the letters he’d write
Tomorrow.
And thought of the folks he would fill with delight
Tomorrow.
It was too bad, indeed, he was busy today,
And hadn’t a minute to stop on his way;
More time he would have to give others, he’d say
Tomorrow.

The greatest of workers this man would have been
Tomorrow.
The world would have known him, had he ever seen
Tomorrow.
But the fact is he died and he faded from view,
And all that he left here when living was through
Was a mountain of things he intended to do
Tomorrow.

Edgar Albert Guest