Tagged: moral stories

Safely Home

I am home in Heaven, dear ones; Oh, so happy and so bright! There is perfect joy and beauty In this everlasting light. All the pain and grief is over, Every restless tossing passed; I am now at peace forever, Safely home in Heaven at last. Did you wonder I so calmly Trod the valley of the shade? Oh! but Jesus’ arm to lean on, Could I have one doubt or dread? Then you must not grieve so sorely, For I love you dearly still; Try to look beyond earth’s shadows, Pray to trust our Father’s Will. There is work...

Will I Wake in Heaven?

I am feeling slow; I know someday soon It will be time to go. Tomorrow when I wake, Will I be here on earth; Will I still face my death Or will I know my rebirth? I can’t tell you now Because nobody knows Whether I’ll dress in my clothes Or in heavenly robes. All I know is I’m tired And life’s no longer sweet, And I’m ready to rest Lying safe at God’s feet.

A Brown Bag

On a dark winter’s night as the chill wind blew on a park bench an old man there lay Tattered and torn, tired withered and worn he’d not eaten for more than a day Heartache and fears and much sadness and tears was his life – fate had dealt a poor hand He thought once or twice of the terrible price he’d paid not obeying God’s command Way back in his youth he was taught gospel truth and the Spirit had led him to preach But judging was he – the way things ought to be so instead he decided...

Building Your Home

A great and wise man once called one of his workmen to him saying, “Go into the far country and build for me a house. The decisions of planning and of actual construction will be yours, but remember, I shall come to accept your work for a very special friend of mine.” And so the workman departed with a light heart for his field of labor. Material of all kinds was plentiful here, but the workman had a mind of his own. “Surely,” he thought, “I know my business. I can use a bit of inferior materials here and cheat...

Angels Among Us

I was walking home from school on a cold winter day. I took a shortcut through the woods and lost my way. It was getting late and I was scared and alone, but then a kind old man took my hand and led me home. Now, Momma could not see him, oh but he was standing there and I knew in my heart he was the answer to my prayers. Oh, I believe there are angels among us sent down to us from somewhere up above. They come to you and me in our darkest hours to show us how...