[MEG33]

Welcome To Sunday At Amy's Place
~Remembering Those Who Gave All~

"The Mansions of the Lord"
Words by Randall Wallace



To fallen soldiers let us sing
where no rockets fly nor bullets wing
Our broken brothers let us bring
to the mansions of the Lord

No more bleeding no more fight
No prayers pleading through the night
just divine embrace, eternal light
in the mansions of the Lord

Where no mothers cry and no children weep
We will stand and guard tho the angels sleep
All through the ages safely keep the mansions
of the Lord

The Mansions Of The Lord
~Blessings To All Who Enter Here~

[Jane Long]

Beautiful Meg!

Blessings to all, on this Memorial Day Weekend Sunday.

[The Mayor]

Beautiful post Meg, Thank you.

Stay safe at home my FRiend!

[NicknamedBob]

So Many Crosses

I saw so many crosses there, my eyes began to swim,
Among all the fallen heroes, how could I find just him?
But then I found I had a guide, and this One said, “Fear not,
For I know all the servicemen who rest within this plot.”

My guide showed me the way to find my fallen brother,
And said that in my family I would certainly find another.
And on and on He led me there, to pass by every stone,
To show me of the fallen ones, which ones had been my own.

“I did not know so many had been taken of my clan.”
“Not all have died in battle, but each one has been a man.
A man to stand against the tide, and sweep it back to cower,
And that is why I hold them here, in this My sacred bower.”

I looked in wonder ‘round me in this forest of the brave,
Where each stubby sapling was the marker of a grave.
I said, “Why have you gathered these? What is the plan you made?”
He said with sadness, “Many others ran away. These are the ones who stayed.”

“They stayed when others ran in fear. They went toward the harm.
Though many knew no more of war than being on a farm.
They were steadfast in battle, and were conquerors of fear,
I have plans to grow some more of them. This is a garden here.”

“The seeds of their great courage, will rest within your souls,
And when the need arises, you will find you have controls,
Over the blinding terror, over the numbing fear,
Perhaps one day it will be you who journeys here.”

I was no longer trembling. I did no longer weep.
I no longer was a stranger in that strange and silent keep.
It was a ward of brothers, a loving family somehow,
And then I knew that I would be just like my brother now.

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . May10, 2004

[JustAmy]

Meg, thank you for the beautiful Opening on this Memorial Day Weekend.
"The Mansions of the Lord" is perfect for today.
God Bless Our Veterans!

[Kitty Mittens]