Caught up in Me

In a moment of grief when all words lose their meaning.
And all that you loved can't stay though your clinging.
And emptiness fills like the floods of a river.
Tears stop running and all that's left is a shiver.
Then out of the darkness a voice comes so near.
So softly it speaks and you can hardly hear.
But you know the words you've heard them before.
Then the Loving one calls as He stands in that door.
Pleading you ask, "Can I not enter in?"
"Can't I just peak" is Your beckon to Him.
Smiling He offers a tender, powerful touch.
Oh How you Love Him,
but you Miss her so much.
"Just one look"..But He gives you a No.
The Tears begin falling in a bitter, salty flow.
Then He bends down and Whispers your name.
"And says my dear Mother, this is the reason I came".
This same door that I came to knock,
she answered and welcomed me, I am Who she sought.
So as she waits on this glory side,
know I am with her, as with me she abides.
And though you cannot even look in,
Know she is happy and surrounded by friends.
One day this door, will open for you.
And all that you believed will be confirmed in My Truth.
As sight replaces Faith and you bow at my feet.
You won't even see her because you'll be Caught up in me.
But then one day, as you are walking that street.
you'll hear her voice and you'll run to meet.
She in her Perfection and you in yours.
Laughing and rejoicing over all that's in store.
Not long dear mother. And you will see.
That though you miss your baby,
she is caught up,
in Me.