TEMPLE ESCORTS
I am sure I saw an old friend in the temple who had passed away,
I looked again but she was gone, it was as though she said, have a nice day,
Maybe came to see how we were doing or be an escort for her sisters there,
Giving love and support on their special day with sweet joy beyond compare,
For each name waiting to be done it is their own endowment, a special time.
As the spirits wait it would be fair for an escort some things to explain.
I found comfort in that thought, it means still to the temple we can come
When we pass beyond the veil and our final victory at last is won.
I wonder if up in heaven you can volunteer or ask an escort to be,
Hold the hand of a relative or friend wanting to progress through eternity.
Maybe one can be with many people who have waited long patiently,
Heard the gospel and accepted, are now all excited to be finally free.
If I make it to heaven, reach my Fathers home that is mine in His heaven above,
I hope they let me be a spirit escort, help them understand, share of my love,
I’d love being in the endowment remembering things that helped me so,
See the joy of those going through as they to visit here below,
Then look at the sealing rooms, maybe choosing one they like with care,
Returning for the sealing, knowing many loved ones would be there.
Let us serve here, so escorts we can be to those who wait up above
Visit the temple often so one day hereafter you may be an escort full of love.

(Millicent) Ann Margetson 30 June 2004