On The Way Through Life

Dr. Ronnie Wolfe — August 30, 2017
Funeral of Marshall Baker (9-1-2017)

Traveling through life as time goes by,
We think not much of the passing sky,
That it is not the same each day
But changes on life’s lingering way.

The child looks out to brighter days
To be brought out of youthful haze,
To reach for more enduring things,
To catch our dreams with soaring wings.

But time slows down as it presses on
To change our minds with sorrow’s song,
And reaching out to some good friend,
We find our grasp in rushing wind,

Then see at last the final day
When life and time are gone away
And our lives here mean little more
Than a memory on a forgotten shore.

They all remember life’s short span
When to death the moments ran
And never ceased to hurry forth
To measure there life’s little worth.

So short, and yet in memories stored
Our minds remember love’s strong cord
And weave together family ties
And know just where the secret lies.

Someone's Coming Home

Dr. Ronnie Wolfe — Funeral of Roy Stone
September 2, 2017

Anxious angels gather ‘round
In celestial meeting
Saints of ages make assembly
For the next abundant greeting.

Knowing surely God’s salvation
In divinest grace
Has prepared another human
For his coming to this place.

Voices praising, saints are singing
In single celebration,
Knowing that the Gospel story
Is for every nation.

Here comes one and then another
From earth’s tears alone.
Here comes Roy with ease a-flying
Someone’s coming home.

And once inside the welcomes come
From saints of every land.
Welcomed to eternal glory
There is no sinking sand.

So thank God for power of loosing
Gentle men to freedom giv’n.
Thank the Lord for Christ’s own life
To bring us then to Heaven.

In The Woods

 Dr. Ronnie Wolfe – August 30, 2017
 For funeral of Marshall Baker

In the woods a bird is singing
Like the whisper in the wind,
Drawing me with raptured feeling
To come into the woods again.

Smell the musty, falling foliage
As it blows through gentle breeze;
I must plan to go a-hunting,
Put my mind and heart at ease.

So my spirit ever soaring
Pulls me to my love outdoors;
Walking through the blue-green meadows
All these things my heart adores.

In These Times

Dr. Ronnie Wolfe — Funeral of Charles Havens
August 31, 2017

In these changing, troubled times
It seems no solid ground we find
In culture and in changing voices
Hard opinions, every kind.

In saddened hearts we often think
There is no rescue from our fear,
Then in these times we come to grasp
The Lord of lords is lingering near.

In these times of broken dreams
We often look with desperate care
To the call of human voices,
The sound of bad news everywhere.

But then our minds go simply searching
For a truth so solid standing,
Fear is settled, peace attained
Our eyes on Scripture firmly landing.

In these times the word of God
Is just as true as through the ages
Men have trusted its foundation
Thumbing through its sacred pages.

In these times when death is looming,
Come what may, we all must die;
But truth wins out with Christ our Savior,
And we shall meet Him in the sky.

Don’t let the times, you weary pilgrim,
Sadden minds and hearts so dear.
Trust His death and resurrection,
And your heart will know no fear.

For these times, though sadly ending
Meets with sadness in the heart,
We have joy in God’s real Heaven
Soul and body gone apart.