MY HEAVENLY SURPRISE


I’ve always loved surprises, and I find it hard to wait
To find out what is wrapped and tagged for me.
I tear into each package like an eager, happy child,
To satisfy my curiosity.

Just any little trinket brings a smile upon my face,
Because it speaks to me of loving care.
And eagerly awaiting an event is half the fun.
It doubles all the pleasure I find there.

That’s why I am so anxious just to see my Heavenly home
That Jesus is preparing now for me.
He tells me that it’s filled with precious stones, and streets of gold,
And water clear as crystal, flowing free.

The sun and moon won’t need to shine, for Jesus is the light,
And tears and sorrows will be washed away.
And oh, the joy that’s waiting when I see my Savior’s face,
And enter that bright land of endless day.

I’m trying to be patient as I wait for Christ’s return,
When I will rise and meet Him in the sky.
And so I do my best to live each day the way I should,
Till to His waiting arms my soul shall fly.

By Betty Jo Mings