Poems by Jac Judy A. Campbell

Believe in our Savior
Believe in his ways
Believe what's invariable
For our eternal days
Believe in the heavens
Home of our Lord above
Believe in God's sacrifices
And his eternal love
Believe in God's word
Believe the Bible to be true
Believe God is faithful,
He believes in you

Poems are magic, they're music to our ears
A beautiful song within our hearts,
Some folks rejoice to hear

They're smiles and laughter and togetherness,
And the sadness of happy tear's
They're a story of a tale unfolding
And memories through out one's years

They're magical rhymes of a story
They're a brand new birth of a song
They're the beauty of one's inner thoughts
And our true emotions strong.

They're creative tender feelings
From inside one's heart and soul
They're one's imaginative day dreams
With spontaneous overflows

It's rejoicing when one gets published
Knowing no one could care less
Their heart and soul expressions
With deep feelings we express

We will never play in the symphony
Or entertain in Carnegie Hall
We write a poem for ears to hear
No matter how big or small

So poets keep writing verses
Let the world enjoy our tunes
While we pen down our exquisite art
From the depth of the human heart

Add together

1-1/2 Cups Adventure
1- Cup Listening
2 Cups of Prayers
1-Cup Compassion
2-Cups Laughter and Fun
1-Teaspoon Tears

Stir in

3-Cups of Trust and Honesty
4-Cups Loyalty

Whisk Together with Hugs
Spread over a lifetime of Memories
Sprinkle with love
Serve with Good Times and Togetherness
For many years

Like dust we shall all rise in a moment, like a thief in the night
The Lord will be coming with a loud noise from the high
The moon will be darkened, the sun won't cast its shine,
The stars will be falling from the ebony sky

The power from above will come rumbling and shaken
The clouds will descend with the Lord from the heavens
With the voice of the angel, the Lord will shout
We'll be called to our Lord, and all gathered about

As God's trumpet sounds, the dead in Christ will all rise
The ones that forsake him, the ones that pierced his sides
The Son of God, every eye will see,
Everyone will bow down on bended knee

With our Lord's great coming, the elect shall rise
And meet with our Jesus in the heavenly skies
For those in Christ who remain alive,
Will join with our Master and Lord in the sky

With the blink of an eye, we will all be changed
For our new home in heaven, we will forever remain
Like the twinkle of an eye
Like dust, we shall all rise

Of all the wonders you have done,
The events you planned, the races run.
The workload endured day by day,
The deeds that were completed along the way.
The list and schedules have no end,
The ups and downs and back again.
The lessons taught were more than a few,
None can compare to Wonder Mom you.