There Will be a Day

I try to hold on to this world with everything I have
But I feel the weight of what it brings, and the hurt that tries to grab
The many trials that seem to never end, His word declares this truth,
that we will enter in this rest with wonders anew

But I hold on to this hope and the promise that He brings
That there will be a place with no more suffering

There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears
There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more, we’ll see Jesus face to face
But until that day, we’ll hold on to you always

I know the journey seems so long
You feel your walking on your own
But there has never been a step
Where you’ve walked out all alone

Troubled soul don’t lose your heart
Cause joy and peace he brings
And the beauty that’s in store
Outweighs the hurt of life’s sting

I can’t wait until that day where the very one I’ve lived for always will wipe away the sorrow that I’ve faced
To touch the scars that rescued me from a life of shame and misery this is why, this is why I sing….

There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, and no more fears
There will be a day when the burdens of this place, will be no more, we’ll see Jesus face to face

There will be a day, He’ll wipe away the stains, He’ll wipe away the tears, He’ll wipe away the tears…..there will be a day.

Yesterday morning, at about 2:40, my family lost a dear son, uncle, & brother. Ted Schick was well known and loved everywhere he went. When he got sick, it seemed like the list of people to knew him, came and visited, called, and sent cards was endless. He touched many lives.

It's been so hard to see him the past couple of weeks, as he got progressively weaker and finally was able to care for himself at all. For the past week or so, he's also been unable to talk due to the shortness of breath caused by the cancer in his lungs. Just as heartbreaking it was to see Uncle Ted was seeing my grandma deal with the fact that she would probably have to bury another child. No mother should have to bury her children, much less two of them. Although she held herself together very well, the spark, the life in her eyes was gone.

When I heard this song this morning, I couldn't help by cry tears of joy, knowing that Uncle Ted is now in Heaven, where there are no more tears, pain, or fears, and that he is with JESUS!