In Loving Memory

Kenneth  R. Beatty

January 13, 1928 - July 30, 2003

To my dearest family:

Since I've been gone,

by earth time,

the separation seems long.

Your clock ticks away the hours.

Months slide into years.

But here in Heaven,

TIME

 has no measure;

it is but a day!

 
My Love,
God gave you an artist's imagination
and a keen eye for color.
"Look what happens
to purple when placed next to green!"
you enthused.
"Together, they sparkle;
alone, they're both nice, but a little drab!"
I was the Purple
dazzled by your Green!
 
"A day without color and music
 would be a ho-hum, bland, and ordinary day!"
 you declared.
Even the artist in you
can't imagine the brilliance
and purity of Heavenly color!
One Word
 makes the difference:
LIGHT!
Here, in Heaven,
 we bask continuously in the
everlasting Love Light of our
 Lord
 Savior
 Redeemer!
 
 
And the music... Ahhh...heavenly music!
While the angels strum their golden harps,
 it's so natural to join the throng singing
The Hallelujah Chorus!
But many times I simply
  sit at His feet, speechless!
 

Remember on soft earthy summer nights
we would raise our eyes to the heavens,
 stand in breathless awe of the miracle
of the works of His hand!
You would blow a kiss to the man in the moon.
"Look! I do believe he winked at us!"
We searched the heavenlies for the
Little Dipper,
 Big Dipper,
and made a wish upon a falling star.
"How beautiful Heaven must be!"
Starry eyed and wistful,
 you would sing -

"When we all get to heaven,

What a day of rejoicing that will be!

When we all see Jesus

We'll sing and shout the victory.

 

Sing the wondrous love of Jesus,
Sing His mercy and His grace;
In the mansions bright and blessed,
He'll prepare for us a place."

 
 
 Never in your wildest dreams
could you fathom the splendor of this
INDESCRIBABLE,
UNIMAGINABLE
PLACE of PERFECT REST!
 
Its beauty and grandeur...
well, there are no earth words!
Streets of the City are laid with gold!
Taxes never come due.
No graves on the hillsides of Gloryland!
Transformed in a moment of time,
here, the old are young forevermore!
You'll see no wheelchairs, feel no pain!
No need for glasses and hearing aids!
There's no sorrow, fear or disappointment!
JOY
 LOVE
 PRAISE
 WORSHIP
prevail!
 

 

What Jesus said is true!

In My Father's house are many mansions;
 if it were not so, I would have told you.
I go to prepare a place for you.
And if I go and prepare a place for you,
I will come again, and receive you unto myself;
that where I am, there ye may be also.

John 14 : 2, 3 (KJV)

 

Beloved family and friends,

NEVER DOUBT!

God yearns for you to

share with others

your faith in Him, the original

"PAINTER OF LIGHT"!

If we ask,

with one stroke of Jesus' blood,

God can renew us,

His broken masterpiece,

and prepare us for

His Heavenly Gallery!

Yes! My Love,

for those saved by His grace,

there IS a place

 beyond the grave

prepared by Christ's own hand!

Some call it

HEAVEN

We called it

PARADISE

Now I call it

HOME!

~ By Mary Beatty

7.1.05

 

I BELIEVE
When our daydreaming is based on
THE WORD
and is full of
JOY
PEACE
HOPE
(and just a bit of HOME sickness...), well...
I believe an active imagination is a gift God

enables us to draw from, to bless, encourage and comfort each other!

Now...............

  Take a step toward Heaven!

 HERE

 

Background Music: When We All Get To Heaven

By The Burchfield Brothers - Used by permission.

 

From CD: Walk In The Forest

Unauthorized duplication is prohibited!

“When words alone cannot describe the passion, the heart, or the

 love of Christ, music becomes an expression of that love.”  -the Burchfield Brothers.

 

 http://www.burchfieldbrothers.com

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