i think of you more often these days, but slowly, tears stop welling in my eyes...
it hurts me to know that i am moving on, but it joys my heart that god is so wise...
he took you into a better place, and until that day we meet i will not forget you...
sometimes i remember your passion for god and your old man laugh when i feel blue...
do you all look down from heaven? or is this world too sinful of a place to see?...
well i wish you can see what god is doing, how good he has been and will be to me...
one way he's blessed me is that he gave me you, ever since i was but a baby boy...
but you're gone now, but i promise next time i cry for you, it will be tears of joy...

-pastor jimmy rhee-