I had never been big on religion
thinking it was made up by man in order to manipulate other men.
During my lifetime I faced a few major tragedies
and managed to get through them without asking for the lord's help.
I was a cynic of course and thought what good would it do
because what is done is done.
In life if you don't keep moving forward after some hard knocks
then it's quite possible you will not make it
Naturally I've had many tears and most of them were private.
I hold no grudges against the forces which rule this universe
for I am just a simple man who found a way to survive to my 83rd year.
Yet here I lie in bed asking for some kind of forgiveness,
some kind of answer.
This bloody pneumonia has come back once again
and this time I'm afraid to say I've had the biscuit.
I think I was just about to die a very bitter, lonely and confused man.
My son came forward and wrapped his loving arms around me
for the first time in over 40 years.
Then it was my dear wife's turn.
She left me on the same day as our son back in 1975.
They are the two most beautiful faces I've ever seen in my entire life
but of course it's not my life anymore.
For this next journey is the one most of us don't know about
when we are living and growing
and thinking about the moment we're in
and the next day after that.
Here, it seems that all of time has vanished.
I don't hurt anymore. The pain feels like it's gone.
My eyes and my heart has seen so many beautiful things
since my arrival.
The light introduced me to my family again.
The very family I have been longing for all of these years.
Even though I did not embrace him during my life journey
I can truthfully say one thing now
Jesus never forgets your tears.