Please enjoy some of my favorite pieces written by Paul and then check our his website too! http://www.dadsangels.us/index.html |
Paul uniquely combines the Word of God with his poetry, taking a person through the steps leading to salvation and the gift of comfort that God offers to all who grieve the loss of a loved one. Paul continues his journey through grief from the death of his three sons with a deep desire to help others learn how to cope with their grief. He knows that a person in grief from the loss of a child cannot "just get on with their life," yet he does know they can learn to cope with their grief. A true survivor is Paul. Paul's book also offers a list of organizations dedicated to helping those who face a life of pain brought on by the death of a loved one. If you would like to order Paul's book click on the link below |
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Paul D. McCutcheon was born in Benton, Arkansas, where he still resides. He surrendered to the ministry on September 3, 1978, and ten days later was faced with his greatest test of faith. Two of his sons, seven-year-old Darren and four-year-old Paul, drowned in a flash flood when they were swept into a creek near his home. His oldest son, Kevin, died on November 19, 1996, of a brain aneurysm. Paul knows the importance of strong faith and the power of prayer. He has been given the gift of poetry that expresses his faith and the feelings that many other bereaved parents face. |
My Friend, Paul |
Paul uniquely combines the Word of God with his poetry, taking a person through the steps leading to salvation and the gift of comfort that God offers to all who grieve the loss of a loved one. Paul continues his journey through grief from the death of his three sons with a deep desire to help others learn how to cope with their grief. He knows that a person in grief from the loss of a child cannot "just get on with their life," yet he does know they can learn to cope with their grief. A true survivor is Paul. Paul's book also offers a list of organizations dedicated to helping those who face a life of pain brought on by the death of a loved one. If you would like to order Paul's book click on the link below |
Many of you have seen some of Paul's poetry in my morning messages, however you may not know that he is the author of a book titled "If I Could". He is such an inspiration to me and to so many others who have suffered the loss of a child or a loved one. Paul has lost his 3 sons and through his pain, he continues to reach out to others with his faith, passion and love by showing them they are not alone in their journey of grief and that sharing their life with others can bring comfort. |
Please enjoy some of my favorite pieces written by Paul and then check our his website too! http://www.dadsangels.us/index.html |
The Bridge Where Angels Cross There is a bridge that expands my heart, Well traveled, weathered and worn, Yet, every day I journey to where it starts, And marvel at all new travelers it adorns. The ocean that lies beneath its sparkling beams, Was filled by all the grieving tears I shed, For my heart was so heavy for those left unseen. I watched each soul as it journeyed from sight, And, oh how I prayed to my Jesus above, While I listened to each song as they entered the light. I asked my Lord to send His loving embrace, To comfort those unable to bear their loss, Awaiting their fulfilled dream of taking their place, Arm in arm with loved ones already traveled here, To my heart bridge where angels cross. © 2001 Paul D. McCutcheon |
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I'll Love You Forever I sat within my lonely world Holding your picture, gently touching your face. The tears poured forth like heavy rain, My eyes strained against the mist, As my voice broke, speaking your name. My chest burned with its broken heart, Then screamed with passionate desire. My arms ached to hold you close And assure my mind we will no longer part. Just one touch from your hand would give My life its ever wanting solace. To God I pray to let it be, One more time won't you let him live. Then at last my tears did dry away And a whisper in my ear I did hear. " I'll love you forever." I felt a gentle stroke against my cheek As the wings of an angel wiped my last tear. © By Paul D. McCutcheon |
My Heart What is in my heart is tenderness, Softer than the gentlest touch, It holds the love of God's forgiveness, And, for myself, does not ask for much. With every beat of heaven's rhythm, Through which my life's blood flows, I forever live within the crosses asylum, And the light of Jesus will eternally glow. What is in my heart is the greatest love, That bears the burdens of life's grief, Given me by The Spirit from above, That guides me through a life so brief. Within my chest my soul now rests, But, one day, shall be called home, Never more to live through life's tests, That would cause my faith to roam. By: Paul D. McCutcheon Copyright © 07/29/2003 |
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