Obituary of Robert Joe Foland

SOME DAY Some day all doubt and mystery Will be made clear; The threatened clouds which now we see Will disappear. Some day what seems a punishment, Or loss, or pain, Will prove to be God’s blessing sent For every gain. Some day our weary feet will rest In sweet content, And we will know how we were blest By what was sent. And looking back with clearer eyes O’er life’s short span, Will see with wondering glad surprise, God’s perfect plan And knowing that the way we went Was God’s own way, Will understand His wise intent, Some day – Some day.