THIS NIGHT NEVER FORGET

Eight months ago, a dear Sister in Christ named Sherrie walked for the last time into the hospital room of her dying Uncle Jim.  Days prior she had told him about Jesus, about forgiveness, and about hope.  Most of all, hope.  Several days before her Uncle passed away, Sherrie helped Uncle Jim into the Kingdom.  He believed at last!!  It didn't matter that he did so on his death bed.  He had been on a cross next to Jesus, and he would enter paradise soon. 

Sherrie watched Uncle Jim pass away, but nights before that one, she experienced something she will never forget, she experienced the look of peace and hope in the eyes of a man who had just met his Savior.  I was with her husband Brett at the time she came home with the news, that Jim had passed into Jesus' care.   Before going to Brett's house, I wrote this poem, so that Sherrie would never forget her Savior's love.   Sherrie's last wish of Uncle Jim was that he would give Jesus a great big "Uncle Jim" hug from her.  He smiled, and said he would.

 
THIS NIGHT NEVER FORGET

I have heard from a friend today, 
a loved one is passing away.
A man I knew by mention only
Is leaving a widow lonely.

A call to pray, to hope, to dream, 
a time to cry is coming, it seems.
Nothing we do can halt this day,
his life is draining away.

I know a man, Yeshua his name.
For times like this it was  He came.
To seek and save that which  was lost,
to forfeit his blood,  salvation's cost.

 
Tell the story of Yeshua, she said
I will do if need be, at his bed.
Let pass this hope, I will not
lest all my prayers be forgot.

With courage, fear, sadness and tears,
she enters the room, her Savior is here.
Yeshua has come so she might speak
to a man who is lost, dying and weak.

He is here!, she believes  as she starts,
to offer His  life once again for a  heart
from a man with no offer to pay for his debt.
This night, dear lady, shall you  never forget.