Heaven-There Is A Place For You Poem by Henry Brown

While on earth I thought most of us would go to hell,
Especially the snotty ones for I could easily tell.

They walked about with an air that would have scared a goat,
Some with money and some with none- but all of them would gloat.

There were those who had a bit and they were oh so proud,
Always making sure they stood out in the crowd.

Some who would not give you the time of day.
Not like me at all for they did not pray.

On that fateful day I died and stood at heavens door-
Everything was solid gold from the roof down to the floor.

That is not what shocked me if the truth today be told-
Rather the people standing there who should not be in the fold.

Those thieving lying sinners were there anyway.
I had to speak to the Lord, and it HAD to be today.

Why Lord I asked, how did they make it here?
He looked at me with so much love that I shed a tear.

He spoke GENTLY with a voice I will never forget-
My son you see I am not finished with them yet.

The big surprise to all of them is not how they got here-
But rather how YOU made it- to THEM it is not clear.

Of all the people who made it here none thought it would be you,
But enter anyway 'cause there is a lot for us to do.

The moral of the story is to never hold a grudge,
Whatever you do never be too quick to judge.

Copyright Henry N Brown 6th July 2009