ALONE

BY: Grandma Ada Smith (Grandpa Harry's Mother's Mom)

Alone NO! How can I be alone when God is here and all? How can I miss the sound of loving voices when the voice of Truth and Love rings in my ear? How can there be empty rooms when my Father Mother God occupies all space and says how I am with you always. How can I long for the touch of loving hands, when the everlasting arms are round about me. Alone, why do I seem alone? What lesson must I learn? Do I love those dear ones too well and constantly for them yearn? If so, is that why I must learn that there are no empty rooms when God is everywhere. My dear ones too must go on and learn their lessons of love and some day we shall all sit down together with our Heavenly Father above.

ADA SMITH