Some days, I sit in the back and
See a sea of lovely faces
But my heart recognizes the lack
Missing your after-service embraces
I miss your kids’ rolling laughter
The after-church chatter
The loud pitter-patter
Things that really matter
I miss the warmth of your smile
Your bad jokes and fun style
Your deep sighs of grief
Met by the Lord’s presence and peace
I know my heart still hurts
Because you’re not here
I’m trying to trust God’s at work
Through many, many tears
I admit I’m unsurprised
He’d leave the ninety-nine
Because it’s just not the same
It’s hard to explain
That in a room full of others
In a room full of song
Even with praise on their lips
Something in me feels wrong
The truth is I really miss you
The truth is I care
And I’m keeping you close to my heart
You’re still with me in prayer
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