VALENTINES DAY IN HEAVEN

MICHAEL AND BERNARD

The wings of an angel come from God above,
and opened wide are wings of love.
The wings of an angel to help us cope,
bring peace, love, faith and hope.
The wings of an angel to comfort thee,
but God's sweet love is what we see.
The wings of an angel I'll pray for you,
that the wings of love will see you through...

TWO OF OURS

DADS ANNIVERSARY IN HEAVEN 24TH JANUARY 2008



YOU HAVE BERNARD WITH YOU THIS YEAR DAD,

ETERNAL REST GRANT UNTO YOU ALL.

MAY YOU REST IN PEACE FOREVER,



AND OUR DEAR MUM

WE LOVE AND MISS YOU ALL SO MUCH
XXX

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters,
he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil,
for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

Too Often


Too often we don't realize
What we have until it is gone.
Too often we wait too late to say
"I'm sorry - I was wrong."

Sometimes it seems we hurt the ones
We hold dearest to our hearts;
And we allow foolish things
To tear our lives apart.


Far too many times we let
Unimportant things into our minds;
And then it's usually too late
To see what made us blind.


So be sure that you let people know
How much they mean to you.
Take the time to say the words
Before your time is through.


Be sure that you appreciate
Everything you've got;
And be thankful for the little things
in life that mean a lot. 



FOR ALL THE TIMES WE DIDNT

TELL YOU HOW PROUD WE WERE,

AND ALL THE TIMES WE DIDNT  APPRECIATE

ALL THAT YOU DID FOR US,

WE ARE 

When I shall come to the end of my way,
When I shall rest at the close of life's day,
When "Welcome home" I shall hear Jesus say,
Oh, that will be sunrise for me. . . .
When in His beauty I see the great King,
Join with the ransomed His praises to sing,
When I shall join them my tribute to bring,
Oh, that will be sunrise for me. . .
When life is over and daylight is passed,
In heaven's harbor my anchor is cast,
When I see Jesus my Savior at last,
Oh, that will be sunrise for me. . .

Sunrise tomorrow, sunrise tomorrow,
Sunrise in glory is waiting for me;
Sunrise tomorrow, sunrise tomorrow,
Sunrise with Jesus for eternity. 


I Watch The Sunrise

I watch the sunrise lighting the sky,
Casting its shadows near.
And on this morning bright though it be,
I feel those shadows near me.

But you are always close to me
Following all my ways.
May I be always close to you
Following all your ways, Lord

I watch the sunlight shine through the clouds,
Warming the earth below.
And at the mid-day, life seems to say:
I feel your brightness near me.
For you are always . . .

I watch the sunset fading away,
Lighting the clouds with sleep.
And as the evening closes its eyes,
I feel your presence near me.
For you are always . . .

I watch the moonlight guarding the night,
Waiting till morning comes.
The air is silent, earth is at rest
Only your peace is near me.
Yes, you are always

Beyond The Sunset

Beyond the sunset, O blissful morning.
When with our Saviour heaven's begun.
Earth's toiling ended, O glorious dawning
Beyond the sunset when day is done.

Beyond the sunset, no clouds will gather.
No storms will threaten, no fears annoy.
O day of gladness, O day unending.
Beyond the sunset eternal joy.



Beyond the sunset, a hand will guide me,
To God the Father whom I adore.
His glorious presence, His words of welcome,
Will be my portion on that fair shore.

Beyond the sunset, O glad reunion,
With our dear loved ones who've gone before,
In that fair homeland we'll know no parting.
Beyond the sunset forever more. 


The Potter's Wheel

When you’re troubled and discouraged
In the darkness of the night
When obstruction clouds your vision
And you just can't see the light.

When life’s trials overcome you
And you have nowhere to turn
When you’ve reached the very bottom
There are lessons you must learn.



For the clay is being molded
It’s been twisted, pulled and tossed
It’s been rolled and it’s been pounded
Till the ego has been lost.

He will put you through the furnace
You’ll be tested to the brim
Your life will be in pieces
Till you give your soul to Him.



From blemish to perfection
His hands will form the clay
This human piece of rubble
Must let God have His way.

When you come to Him all battered
In the form of mortal man
When you cry to Him in mercy
You will find the Potter’s hand.



He will grind you, mold and chisel
The friction you will feel
Till He gently carves and shapes you
Upon the Potter’s wheel. 



Journey to Heaven



I am going on a journey

To a place I long to go

A land that’s filled with angels

Where the peaceful valleys flow.



I have no need for luggage

So I plan to travel light

A first-class trip to heaven

It’s a non-returning flight.







There won’t be tears of sadness

Sweet blessings I will reap

A torch will burn eternal

And the soul doth never sleep.



I do not need an auto

There is no bus or train

My journey is predestined

And I won’t be back again.







No need for food or shelter

Everything I need is there

My home that lies in heaven

Is a joy beyond compare.



I am ready for my venture

Got the voucher in my hand

I’m bound for Zion glory

In that far-off distant land.







I am headed for that City

My flight was paid for me

To a land of peace and beauty

Just beyond the crystal sea.



I soon will have my ticket

There is no need to pack

On a one-way trip to heaven

And I won’t be coming back.


I'll Be Here

I cannot ease your aching heart,
Nor take your pain away;
But let me stay and take your hand
And walk with you today.

I'll listen when you need to talk,
I'll wipe away your tears;
I'll share your worries when they come,
I'll help you face your fears.



I'm here and I will stand by you,
On each hill you have to climb;
So take my hand, let's face the world ...
And live just one day at a time.

You're not alone, for I'm still here,
I'll go that extra mile;
And when your grief is easier,
I'll help you learn to smile! 

Promise Of Spring


The sky is dark and sullen
The trees look so forlorn
The days are short, a chill sets in
A winter day is born.

I yearn for spring so long ago
A day spent in the park
Among the blooming daffodil
The wren and meadowlark.

I long for gentle days of rain
A warm breeze in the air
The fragrance of a lilac tree
A day so ever fair.



Beneath the dead decaying leaves
A bud does wait anew
To reach its arms up to the sky
When winter days are through.

Beyond the bitter winds that blow
A breeze awaits to greet
To bring in sun kissed golden rod
And tender grass so sweet.

Just as the winter fades away
To this one hope I cling
Our God, who gives the winter wind
Will surely bring the spring.




Gifts From Heaven

A tiny golden butterfly
Perched upon my sill
His wings he fluttered gently
To give my heart a thrill.

On the wind I heard a song
Sung with pure delight
Trilled by a tiny bluebird
Such a lovely sight!



Through my window drifted
A fragrance oh so sweet
From newly blooming flowers
Came this lovely special treat.

I'm touched by gentle breezes
The sun warms my weary frame
I feel the gentle raindrops
I count them all the same.

They are gifts to us from heaven
To cheer us each new day
Sent by someone special
With love in everyway.





Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!



Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am the song that will never end.
I am the love of family and friend.
I am the child who has come to rest
In the arms of the Father who knows him best.

When you see the sunset fair,
I am the scented evening air.
I am the joy of a task well done.
I am the glow of the setting sun.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!




Wings Of An Angel


The wings of an angel
So pure and so white
The wings of an angel
Holding you tight.



The wings of an angel
Caressing your skin
The wings of an angel
Keeping love within.



These wings from an angel
Are my gift to you
These wings from an angel
Will help see you through.





A NEW YEAR BEGINS 1ST JANUARY 2008

MICHAEL AND BERNARD

IN MY HEART FOREVER





















If Tomorrow Never Comes



If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly,
And pray the Lord your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss,
And call you back for just one more



If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would tape each word and action,
And play them back throughout my days

If I knew it would be the last time,
I would spare an extra minute or two,
To stop and say "I love you,"
Instead of assuming you know I do.



So just in case tomorrow never comes,
And today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you,
And I hope we never will forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
Young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
You get to hold your loved one tight.



So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
Why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
You'll surely regret the day.

That you didn't take that extra time
For a smile, a hug, or a kiss,
And you were too busy to grant someone,
What turned out to be their one last wish.



So hold your loved ones close today,
And whisper in their ear,
That you love them very much, and
You'll always hold them dear.

Take time to say "I'm sorry,"
"Please forgive me," "thank you" or "it's okay".
And if tomorrow never comes,
You'll have no regrets about today 






In The Valley

Sometimes life seems hard to bear,
Full of sorrow, trouble, and woe
It's then I have to remember
That it's in the valleys I grow.



If I always stayed on the mountain top
And never experienced pain,
I would never appreciate God's love
And would be living in vain.



I have so much to learn
And my growth is very slow,
Sometimes I need the mountain tops,
But it's in the valleys I grow.



I do not always understand
Why things happen as they do,
But I am very sure of one thing.
My Lord will see me through.



My little valleys are nothing
When I picture Christ on the cross
He went through the valley of death;
His victory was Satan's loss.



Forgive me Lord, for complaining
When I'm feeling so very low.
Just give me a gentle reminder
That it's in the valleys I grow.



Continue to strengthen me, Lord
And use my life each day
To share your love with others
And help them find their way.



Thank you for valleys, Lord
For this one thing I know
The mountain tops are glorious
But it's in the valleys I grow! 














A NEW YEAR 1ST JANUARY 2008

IN MY HEART FOREVER

I'll have a blue Christmas without you
I'll be blue thinking about you

Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree
Won't be the same if you're not here with me

And when those blue snowflakes start falling
That's when those blue memories start calling

You'll be doin' all right,
With your Christmas of white,
But I'll have a blue, blue Christmas

My First Christmas In Heaven







I see the countless Christmas trees

around the world below

With tiny lights, like Heaven's stars,

reflecting on the snow





The sight is so spectacular,

please wipe away the tear

For I am spending Christmas

with Jesus Christ this year.





I hear the many Christmas songs

that people hold so dear

But the sounds of music can't compare

with the Christmas choir up here.





I have no words to tell you,

the joy their voices bring,

For it is beyond description,

to hear the angels sing.





I know how much you miss me,

I see the pain inside your heart

But I am not so far away,

We really aren't apart.





So be happy for me, dear ones,

You know I hold you dear.

And be glad I'm spending Christmas

with Jesus Christ this year.





I sent you each a special gift,

from my heavenly home above.

I sent you each a memory

of my undying love.





After all, love is a gift

more precious than pure gold.

It was always most important

in the stories Jesus told.

Please love and keep each other,

as my Father said to do.

For I can't count the blessing

or love He has for each of you.





So have a Merry Christmas

and wipe away that tear

Remember, I am spending Christmas

with Jesus Christ this year.

THE ADVENT CANDLE  BURNING FOR MY BROTHERS, 

MICK AND BERNARD






Dear God,

In the height of our Advent walk,

grant us the courage to experience joy.

Joy in the face of apathy,

Joy in the face of sorrow,

Joy in the face of uncertainty.

Amen. 


Dear God,

As we begin our Advent pilgrimage,

grant us the courage to hope.

Hope for your presence,

Hope for your peace,

Hope for your promise.

Amen. 






Eternal Rest

Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord,
and let perpetual light shine upon them.
May they rest in peace. Amen.

MICK AND BERNARD,

A LITTLE ROBIN,

WITH BIG FAITH,



The Legend Of The First Robin

One day, long ago, a little bird in Galilee saw a large crowd gathered around a Man carrying a heavy wooden cross. On the Man's head was a crown made from a thorn branch. The thorns were long and sharp. The little bird saw that the thorns were hurting the Man. It wanted to help Him, so it flew down and took the longest, sharpest thorn in its tiny beak.

The bird tugged and pulled until the thorn snapped from the branch. Then a strange thing happened. A drop of blood fell onto the bird's breast, staining it bright red.

The stain never went away. And so today the robin proudly wears a red breast, because it helped a Man named Jesus. 


The Legend of Robin Redbreast

On that first Christmas, it is said, the night
was wrapped in a bitter chill. The small fire in the
stable was nearly out, and the Mother Mary worried
that her baby would be cold. she turned to the animals
about her and asked them for help.

"Could you blow on the embers," she asked the ox, "so the
fire might continue to keep my son warm?"

But the ox lay sound asleep on the stable floor and did
not hear her. Next, mary asked the donkey to breathe life
back into the fire, but the sleeping donkey did not hear
Mary either. Nor did the horse or sheep. She wondered what
to do.

Suddenly, Mary heard a fluttering of little wings. Looking
up, she saw a plain, brown-coloured little robin fly into
the stall. This robin had heard Mary calling to the animals
and had come to help her himself. he went over to the dying
fire and flapped his wings hard.

His wings were like little bellows, huffing and puffing air
onto the embers, until they glowed bright red again. He
continued to fan the fire, singing all the while, until the
ashes began to kindle.

With his beak, the robin picked up some fresh, dry sticks
and tossed them into the fire. As he did, a flame suddenly
burst forth and burned the little bird's breast a bright red.
But the robin simply continued to fan the fire until it
crackled brightly and warmed the entire stable. The
Baby Jesus slept happily.

Mary thanked and praised the robin for all he had done.
She looked tenderly at his red breast, burned by the flame,
and said "From now on, let your red breast be a blessed
reminder of your noble deed."


THE HOLLY AND THE ROBIN

SPECIAL MEMORIES

MICK AND BERNARD.

YOU WILL ALWAYS BE IN OUR HEARTS.

Perhaps they are not 


stars in the sky,
but rather openings
where our loved ones
shine down
to let us know they
are happy. 


No farewell words were spoken,
no time to say goodbye, you were
gone before we knew it, and only
God knows why. 


Death is Nothing

Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other
That we still are.

Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes
We enjoyed together.

Play, smile, think of me, pray for me,
Let my name be ever the household word that
It always was.

Let it be spoken without effort,
Without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolutely unbroken continuity. 


Why should I be out of mind because I am
Out of sight? I am but waiting for you
For an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner .
All is well. 

13th NOVEMBER 2007

IN LOVING MEMORY
OF BERNARD FLISSIKOWSKI
1951-2007







Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the softly falling snow
I am the gentle showers of rain
I am the fields of ripening grain
I am in the morning hush
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight
I am the star shine of the night
I am in the flowers that bloom
I am in a quiet room
I am in the birds that sing
I am in each lovely thing
So not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there. I did not die.













Amazing Grace 

Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found;
Was blind, but now I see.

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me,
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.





THE LORDS MY SHEPHERD



The Lord's my shepherd, I'll not want;
He makes me down to lie
In pastures green; he leadeth me
The quiet waters by.

My soul he doth restore again,
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
E'en for his own name's sake.

Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale,
Yet will I fear no ill:
For thou art with me, and thy rod
And staff me comfort still.

My table thou hast furnished
In prsence of my foes;
My head thou dost with oil anoint
And my cup overflows.

Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me;
And in God's house for evermore
My dwelling-place shall be. 














YESTERDAY'S SONGS
Written by Neil Diamond 


Yesterday's songs
Don't stay around long
Not much anymore

Yesterday's words
Don't make themselves heard
Like they did before

Baby, yesterday's blues
May be yesterday's news
But the truth always stays the same
And the good things will never change
Like sayin' 'I love you'
Sayin' 'I love you'

Yesterday's songs
Don't seem to belong
They're here and they're gone

Yesterday's moves
Don't stay in the grooves
They keep moving on

Maybe yesterday's rhyme
Was for yesterday's time
And the future's not ours to see
But there's some things that always will be
Like sayin' 'I love you'
Sayin' 'I love you'
















TURN ON YOUR HEARTLIGHT, ( NEIL DIAMOND )


Come back again
I want you to stay next time
'Cause sometimes the world ain't kind
When people get lost like you and me

I just made a friend
A friend is someone you need
But now that he had to go away
I still feel the words that he might say

Turn on your heartlight
Let it shine whereever you go
Let it make a happy glow
For all the world to see

Turn on your heartlight
In the middle of a young boy's dream
Don't wake me up too soon
Gonna take a ride across the moon
You and me

He's lookin' for home
'Cause everyone needs a place
And home's the most excellent place of all
And I'll be right here if you should call me

Turn on your heartlight
Let it shine whereever you go
Let it make a happy glow
For all the world to see

Turn on your heartlight
In the middle of a young boy's dream
Don't wake me up too soon
Gonna take a ride across the moon
You and me

Turn on you heartlight now
Turn on you heartlight now 



BERNARD
LOVED AND MISSED FOREVER

YOUR LOVING FAMILY.
X

Life is but a stopping place,
A pause in what's to be,
A resting place along the road,
To sweet eternity.

We all have different journeys,
Different paths along the way,
We are all meant to learn some things,
But never meant to stay...

Our destination is a place,
Far greater than we know,
For some the journey's quicker,
For some the journey's slow.

But when the journey finally ends,
We'll claim a great reward,
And find an everlasting peace,
Together with the Lord.

BERNARD AND MICHAEL

NOW UNITED IN HEAVEN

If I Knew...

If I knew it would be the last time
that I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time
that I'd see you walk out of the door,
I would hug you and kiss you and
call you back for one more.

If I knew it would be the last time
I heard your name lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
so I could play it back for days.

If I knew it would be the last time
to spare an extra minute or two,
I'd stop and say "I love you,"
Instead of assuming that you know I do.

If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day.
Well, I'm sure you'll have many more,
So, I'll let this one slip away.

For surely there is tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we'll always get a second chance
to make everything all right.

There will be another chance
to say our "I love you's,"
and certainly there's another chance
to say our "Anything I can do's ".

But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you
and hope we never forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
young or old alike,
and today may be your last chance
to hold your loved one tight.

So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
why not do it all today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
You will surely regret the day,

That you didn't take the extra time
for a smile or hug or kiss.
And you were too busy to grant someone,
what turned out to be their last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today
and whisper in their ear.
Tell them how much you love them
and that you'll always hold them dear.

Take the time to say "I'm sorry",
"please forgive me", "Thank you" or "It's OK",
and if tomorrow never comes,
you'll have no regrets about today. 


BERNARD WE PRAY TO GOD THAT YOU 
KNEW WE LOVED YOU SO MUCH,
ALL OF US.

Lord,

make me an instrument

of Thy peace.

Where there is hatred,

let us sow love;

where there is despair,

hope;

where there is sadness,

joy;

where there is darkness,

light. 




O Divine Master,

grant that we may not so much

seek to be consoled,

as to console;

not so much to be loved,

as to love.

For it is in giving that we

receive,

it is in pardoning that we are

pardoned,

and it is in dying that

we are born again

to eternal life. 


ETERNAL REST GRANT UNTO BERNARD

OH LORD

If tomorrow starts with      out me, and I'm not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn't get to say.

I know how much you love me, as much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too;

But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand,
that an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,

And said my place was ready, in heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind
all those I dearly love.

Then as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye,
For all my life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.

I had so much to live for, so much left yet to do,
it seemed almost impossible,
that I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all that we shared,
And all the fun we had.

So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I'm right there, in your heart 


IN LOVING MEMORY
OF BERNARD

• 
  
  
  
  MICKS BROTHER BERNARD DIED SUDDENLY ON
  
  25th OCTOBER 2007
  
  OUR LOSS, HEAVENS GAIN,
  
  MICK AND BERNARD UNITED IN HEAVEN.

BROTHERS FOREVER