Krefeld, Germany

About 1 a.m. Paula called. She was in Aachen. Travel agent had booked lousy train connection. Drove to Aachen in Audi to pick her up. Car ran there and back to the swimming pool, 5 minutes from home, and quit. Got Nina out of bed to come and get us. In bed finally about 4 a.m. Slept until 9 when telephone rang. Missionaries at church to work and no one there. Sent them home. Mervyn called at 11. He was at church to work and no one there. Nina sent him home. Got up about 3 p.m. Mervyn came over about 6 p.m. Signed receipts and talked until about 11. Learned that Mervyn had written a poem (after his mother died). Got a copy of it and it is in page just before January 1. Very good. Drove Mervyn home and prepared Sunday School lesson on John the Baptist. Audi wouldn’t start to drive Mervyn home.

Mervyn Wright’s Poem:

Question

Oh Father, Father, Father, dear
Please can you tell me why we are here.
They told me a story at church today
Jesus died for us or so they say.
For ever we will live or so they claim.
Oh Father, Father, please explain
God forgives us all they say
If we kneel to him and pray,
God gave us love a feeling true,
This feeling that I have for you.
But Father, Father, tell me why
Why did he let my Mother die?

Answer

My son your mother died that she might live,
No better answer can I give.
For many years she suffered pain
But Jesus suffered just the same.
Knowing this just made her strong,
Knowing that she did belong.
Our God a miracle has performed.
He gave her back her body strong,
A mind and heart that can do no wrong.
So my son one thing I ask of you
Please remember the gospel is true.

Transcribed from my journal.