Listen up, y'all!

Don't remember me as a plaster saint

Don't make of me what I ain't

Don't say old Carole was good at all

'cause I've had many a stumble & many a fall

If in me you saw anything good

Its 'cause Jesus did all that He could

He took a mess with a capital "M"

And worked to draw me near to Him

I won't go into how bad I've been

Let's just say I was full of sin

I won't go into all that I've done

But I had my share of what the world calls fun

Then the light of Christ shined on me

Jesus said, "Look, child, look at Me"

I beheld His holiness and felt my shame

From that day on I was never the same

He took my shame and my guilt away

He erased the sins of yesterday

He forgave me and saved me for eternity

He lives, He live, He lives in me

If I'm worth even a grain of sand

Its 'cause Jesus has me in His Hand

It can be the same for you all

If you'll answer His pleading, loving call!

     I wrote this several years ago for my family in case something happened to me.  Its not morbid to realize none of us are guaranteed another day.   There have been times in the past, when in my the emotional pain of depression, that I asked Father God to take me home.  I asked even after He plainly told me not to ask anymore!  Father, forgive me!   Now I find my health deteriorating and I feel closer to leaving this old earth for heaven, it is jolting, to put it mildly.  Am I ready?   I am but only because I am His child!  If it depended upon anything I could do, haven't done or have done, I'd be in deep trouble.  I pray that the time I have left (long or short) will be spent entirely in His will.   Not my will, but Thine be done, Father.  I pray mostly for all of my children and those God gave me to call my children.   I pray that every last one of them will know Jesus as Savior and Lord!  ---that the chains of darkness shall fall off of them and them will know the freedom, peace and joy walking in the light of Jesus Christ.   I praise the Name of Jesus---He is my blessed hope!