The Best Is Yet To Come

We may worry and be upset,
but this natural, I guess.
We need to give our burdens up.
It's hard I must confess.

The Lord wants us to do for Him,
not be lost in our own woes.
Sometimes it can't be helped,
Guess you know, just how that goes!

One day we'll be in Heaven,
all our tears will then be gone.
We'll be glad to sing His praises,
down the streets of our new home.

Though today you might be worried,
My friend, please don't look so glum.
Things aren't as bad as you might think,
The best is yet to come.

[ by Dot Wilson -- {used with permission} ]