I Would Zoom to Heaven
If I could go anywhere and see anything then
I would zoom to heaven to see my mom again.
She had left too suddenly and too soon;
Unexpectedly, her life on earth came to an end.
I cannot describe the pain and the void
That sometimes dwells inside my heart
All I can say is that I ache so deeply
As in my mind and thoughts, she is never very far.
I know she is well now with no more pain and
No more heartaches or streaming tears
No more illnesses or hardships and
No more thunderstorms or evilness to fear.
What would she being doing if I
Could fly this moment to her side?
I am sure she’d be wandering through
Heaven’s garden and pause with a contented sigh.
Eagerly, she might follow a sandy path
Lined with tall grass and daisies of every hue
To the rim of a lake just to hear the choir
Of the frogs and the chirping crickets, too.
How she loved flowers, the birds, and
Droopy weeping willow trees.
Perhaps she’d relax in a patio chair
Watching, gazing ever so peacefully.
Just like at home, she’d sit just outside
Near a bubbling fountain pond
With the water glistening beneath
The sun’s warm, extending arms.
She’d watch for hummingbirds and
Perhaps an oriole would fly near
Their colorful wings would flutter while
They daintily sipped from the feeders.
Tulips would be in bloom in a
Nearby, carefully planted flowerbed
Some pink, some yellow,
And some vividly red.
Another flowerbed would lay
Across a grassy, shallow hill
Blooming with sunny
Cedar and oak trees would
Stand flanking the road
Concealing the yard and
Maintaining the quietness of
our century old country home.
Perhaps, a giant pine tree would tower nearby
As if guarding this new peaceful paradise;
This new home in the heavenly blue sky.
Then mom would reach to hug me so tenderly
Saying, “I know you are sad and so alone but
You mustn’t worry so much about me.
For I am well with Jesus always at my side
And here everything is as it was meant to be.”
I would sit a while longer feeling her
Arms gently and lovingly hold me;
Not wanting her to let go but knowing that
I must return where I am meant to be.
For whatever is my work and my purpose
On earth, it is not done; not yet complete.
So reluctantly I would return to finish
The special tasks, God has in mind for me.
Tasks of kindness and caring, and
Of sharing God’s never-ending love.
Tasks also of helping others
So they may have relief and hope.
For God has a purpose for us all
And a perfect, everlasting plan
I must choose to believe and trust him
Even when I don’t understand.
Knowing also that my mom is watching
And Jesus always helps me ever so faithfully
I’ll willingly return and quietly finish the
Special work God has in mind for me.