Tribute To A Friend (a poem)
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Honoring the passing of a friend
Isn't it interesting what God can do with the life of one obedient soul? A whole family, church, community, yes, the world is effected by the life of just one redeemed life given to God. This is a tribute to a woman that was to me a sister and in so many ways a mother to so many. Her life was an example of what God could accomplish though someone that just said "yes" to Him. After she died of an inoperable cancerous brain tumor, we all had to grow up to try to stand in the gap she left among us. So we grew, some a little, some a lot when she left but the gap is still felt by everyone that knew her.
This is a tribute to my friend Elke Maney, always a part of Victory Baptist Church, always a part of my heart, and my sister.
Why do you sorrow, O my soul?
Why doth my life, not seem whole?
Do not leave me, I hear my heart scream
Yet my spirit knows, it's not as it seems,
I remind myself, of all the right things
Of the blessings and joys, that heaven brings
Yet that does little, to ease the pain
That blows in the wind, and falls in the rain,
When I see my brother, begin to smile
I want to stop him, for just a little while
A while longer, to remember her life
A woman, a hero, a wonderful wife,
A model for all, of a soldier strong
Whose quiet spirit, edified all,
And now I'm left, with this empty space
That comes from not seeing, her smiling face,
Or the tilt of her head, that I thought was so funny
Or hearing the words, "I'll pray for you honey"
So up till today, I've cried silent tears
The kind I was sure, that no one hears.
"So what changed?" my friend asked with puzzled look
And wondered how much, strength it took
To put away, such an awful pain
And to count my loss, as only gain,
So I said, "I suddenly realized today
That my friend, never really went away
It's like she went, into an upper room
And never was buried in a tomb
Like I discovered an attic, above the stair
Behind a door, that opens with prayer
And one day, when God says it's time
God will open that door, and I'll make my climb
And at the top of the stairs, with arms open wide
There is my sister, at the Lord's side
There she will be, with head tilted funny
And say, 'Bout time you got here, I missed you honey.
How could I be sad, since I found that stair
And the door, that opens wide with prayer?"
Then I saw my friend, have tears in his eyes
And on his face, a look of surprise,
"S'cuse me", he said, "Gotta go find that stair
And that door that opens, wide with prayer."
Elke Maney changed and effected so many lives. She cared about each soul she met and you knew when you talked to her that you saw her heart. Nothing phony, superficial or plastic about her. She ministered to her family, her church, at the prison and so many other things that only God knows. I know that her fondest wish was to know her influence would help people see the Savior she loved. So many people came to Jesus because she cared to share Him with them. So in her memory, because of her legacy I do what she would have wanted on any page written of her- I offer the Savior to you.
If you do not know Jesus as personal Lord and Savior of your life it is very simple to reach out to Him. First it is important to realize you are a sinner because Jesus came to earth to bleed and die for sinners. The Bible says "all have sinned and come short of the glory of God." If you believe that Jesus was the Son of God and that He was buried and in three days rose from the dead, you can cry out to Him to save you.
Pray this: Dear Lord Jesus, I know that I am a sinner. I believe that you came to die to pay for my sins and to make me Your child. I believe that you were buried but in three days You rose from the dead. Lord please forgive me of my sin and save me. I turn from my sin and turn to You as the only way of salvation. Thank you for hearing me and saving, I pray this in Jesus' holy name, Amen.
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Hallo Bob,
What a WONDERFULL poem!!!! i love it! And it says so exactly what one feels. Is this your wife? or a friend?
My husband died in 95. We were just 3 years married and I almost died with him. Until i found 'that door'.
I hope to write a book about this one day.
And yes i received your email and I think I followed the lord's guidance that day that I klikt the "follow nobody''s link. I will link your poem to my facebook. ( I dont have a cool sister, so I keep it simple :) Bye
Beautiful Hub! I am so glad I am your friend! I feel very honored! AMEN!
This is a lovely poem. I just love the way you worded your feelings.
This brought tears to my eyes. I can hear her saying "I miss you honey" One thing I always loved was how she used pet names. It made me feel so special. I'm thankful that my aunt's continue to do this. Thank you so much for putting this out here and even putting your feelings into words so we can all reminisce and share.
Bob,
That was beautiful, thank you so much for that wonderful tribute to mommy,grandma,friend.
I don't think I met many people at Victory. I am one of John Maney's daughters and we live in Alabama. I love how you have described her being upstairs. She definitely is not out of hearts or minds and it's wonderful to see proof of that, even being down here in AL.












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