'Til Morning

I will miss you
And all the ways you laughed and led
And lifted
This young dunder-head
And listened
When the problem loomed
So large and dark
Your kind advice
Most always hit the mark
And now you've passed
You taught me
Never to say "gone"
In faith
You were just moving on
A graduate, and sterling
From the school of knocks
And oh I thank you
For those walks and talks
The same Christ
Who had held your hope and hand
Holds mine
In the morning, we'll both understand.


  1. Comfort in your loss Doug. A beautiful tribute.

    1. Liana, I did not have a current experience of this. I just got to thinking of the immense treasure of a caring mentor in the Christian life. Hilary and I remember a few with thanks.


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