A Day At an Assembly Like No Other!
A day at an assembly, much like many others;
All joyfully gathered together with our dear sisters and brothers.
Everyone prepared, anticipating the day;
Then the brother announces, "Our program is
about to get underway."
Weeks, even months, we've prepared in
Looking forward to this
day, to get our chance.
to sing, and all pray together;
worship our God, Jehovah, to welcome new ones and to love one another.
So, very much, that I cannot
We all look forward
to this day, and would never dream of being late.
And, here we are all together at last;
But, once here, the days go by much too fast.
Today, though, is not just
like any other;
Today, we are
here, singing, praying and worshiping with our Mother.
Worship Jehovah we have for many a year;
But, for all those years our dear Mother was not with us here.
our assembly days? Of course, we always did;
However, a pain, in our hearts we constantly hid.
For here we had been with all our spiritual sisters and brothers;
But, a longing, was to be here worshiping, also, with our Mother.
Life had been hard, a real battle for her;
Many stabs, many hurts, many pains she had incurred.
Once truly hurt, though, it is hard to let go;
And seeds of resentment are easy to sew.
When the bitterness of this world has taken away;
All your strength, your joy, your faith, even
your will to pray.
to your very heart, your soul, your will to go on;
To see happiness again, for you, you feel the day will never again dawn.
Are there truly real miracles for us today?
"Absolutely no!" many would say.
But, they are not here seeing, what I am seeing;
And they are not here, hearing what I am hearing.
I see mom's eyes full of joy and laughter within;
I see sunshine and hope where so much pain had been.
Yes, hard work it did take, faith and many nights in prayer;
And, in this, many others too have had a great share.
What is this, that I am with my own ears hearing?
What is this sound, that to my heart, is so endearing?
I can sing no more, for I am all choked up;
My eyes are full of tears as I dare to look up.
Tears, you say? Whatever could be wrong?
A moment ago you were joyfully singing along.
I am praying to Jehovah, giving silent "Thanks" in prayer;
And my tears are tears of joy, with which nothing could ever compare.
So Beautiful a sound, so Full of Life and Spirit;
Oh God! It's my Mother joyfully singing to Jehovah, and I am alive to hear it.
"Pray to Jehovah Each Day" is the song we
And sweetness, in
the place of bitterness, is now in my ears ringing.
How can we ever truly "Thank Jehovah"
for this wonderful day!
anyway, our appreciation genuinely display.
He has, through His love for us, from heaven above;
Brought to my Mother's heart the gifted miracle of Happiness, Joy and Love!
"An assembly day just like any others,"
No! My dear sisters
and loving brothers ... no way.
to this day, there is no other;
today at last, we are here worshiping, praying, singing to Jehovah our God, with our happy and loving dear Mother!