©2014 Susan Noyes Anderson
We come to earth with full intent,
prepared to meet the call.
We cannot know what lies ahead,
but we have pledged our all.
The journey’s long and treacherous,
with thorns to hedge our way.
The trail will twist and turn us,
push us forward and delay.
Our stumbles, we will call mistakes;
our summits, sweet success.
We’ll know the sting of misery,
the surge of happiness.
We’ll rise and fall and rise again
until we find our place.
But no man ever walks alone,
secured by heaven’s grace.
In this world and beyond this world,
the Light is ours to see.
The path goes on, and we are born
to claim the victory.
How blessed we are for life and love
the Savior freely gives.
What peace and consolation come
from knowing that He lives.
For all of us belong to Him,
no matter where we roam.
And He stands waiting, open-armed,
to welcome us back home.
“Fear not, little children for you are mine, and I have overcome the world,
and you are of them that my Father hath given me.” (D&C 50:41)
For Taggart, in love and memory.