Showing posts with label Heaven. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Heaven. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Tuesday's Trust - When Fulfilled Love Unfurls…








Tuesday's Trust

When Fulfilled Love Unfurls…











O Father, release Your light into my heart
For all seems dark since we've been apart..
Stark sadness overwhelms this weary heart...
But Your Gladness cheers as Your Love imparts

Strength to this soul, from inside out,
Clearing my vision, ridding my doubt…
Reminding me she is… There… with You,
With nothing tainting her earthly view~~~

For she looks down, but sees not only me
Steeped in sadness, but still resting... in Thee…


You alone will heal this soul
When Your Light o'ertakes the Darkness of this 
empty hole
Where my child once filled this mommy's world,

Lord, how I miss my baby girl…


Thank You that she's safe… There… with You
Please give me Lord Your Heavenly view…
Where One Day I'll fly into her arms
Filled with Joy, not earthly alarms,

Joy... resurrected by Your own blood
Shed for me and my sweet baby girl
Then once again my tears will flood
But this time because Joy, fulfilled Love unfurls…



Poem-When Fulfilled Love Unfurls~Angie Bennett Prince-May 16, 2014










Portrait: Afternoon At The Beach, ~Diane Leonard
GLORIOUS colour   ~   Jan   ~Pinterest  



Monday, June 3, 2013

Monday's Mourning Ministry - Lullabye (Goodnight, My Angel) ~Billy Joel







Monday's Mourning Ministry

Lullabye (Goodnight, My Angel)

~Billy Joel










Lullabye (Goodnight, My Angel)

~Billy Joel




Goodnight my angel, 
Time to close your eyes
And save these questions for another day
I think I know what you've been asking me
I think you know what I've been trying to say
I promised I would never leave you
And you should always know
Wherever you may go,
No matter where you are
I never will be far away

Goodnight my angel, 
Now it's time to sleep
And still so many things I want to say
Remember all the songs you sang for me
When we went sailing on an emerald bay
And like a boat out on the ocean
I'm rocking you to sleep
The water's dark
And deep inside this ancient heart
You'll always be a part of me

Goodnight my angel, 
Now it's time to dream
And dream how wonderful your life will be
Someday your child may cry, 
And if you sing this lullaby
Then in your heart 
There will always be a part of me

Someday we'll all be gone
But lullabyes go on and on…
They never die
That's how you 
And I
Will be...

















Pictures, thanks to 
~I Miss Those Close To Me Who Are Now In Heaven As Beautiful Angels 
~My Angel Friends
Video: http://youtu.be/8ZMGDgI3We0

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Friday's Faith - Faith in the Reunion on the Far Side ~Tommy Prince






Safe in God's Keeping

I am Home in Heaven, dear
ones. Oh! so happy and so bright,
There is perfect joy and beauty 
In this Everlasting Light.
All the pain and grief are over,
Every restless yearning past;
I am now at peace forever,
Safely Home in Heaven at last.
Dear ones, do not grieve so
sorely. For I love you dearly
still; Try to look beyond earth's 
shadows. Pray to trust Our
Father's Will.
When your work is all completed
He will gently call you Home.
Oh! the rapture of that meeting! 
Oh! the joy to see you come!


Friday's Faith

Faith in the Reunion on the Far Side

~Tommy Prince






Today, I found out my uncle died. I began to think, he's up there with his daughter, his sister (my mother), his brother, his mother, and his dad. I began to realize the reunion on the Other Side gets larger as time goes on than the family reunions here… My grandparents on both sides, both of my parents, several uncles from both sides, and a cousin have gone on now.

I am looking forward to that reunion with family, but as a father who's lost his baby, nothing compares to the longing for that reunion I'll have with my "baby girl," Merry Katherine. 

I am so thankful for the faith and hope that there will be such a Great Reunion on the Far Side some bright day...










Picture, thanks to ~Journey of the Survivor

Monday, December 17, 2012

Monday's Mourning Ministry - Heaven - Dedicated to All Those Who Lost Precious Ones on December 14th... ~Mike Posner









Monday's Mourning Ministry

Heaven

Dedicated to All Those Who Lost 

Precious Ones on December 14th...


~Mike Posner






Last night, a dear Grieving Mother shared this song with me on Facebook...



"To the Victims' families:
I hope this will help just a tiny, tiny
bit to ease the pain of your loss.
Maybe this will make sense in Heaven."


Heaven

~Mike Posner

To the families of the December 14th tragedy...



Today we shed our tears for you
Tomorrow we do it all again
They say that time will make it better
I think about what could have been...

Still...
I believe that there's a whole lot of good people
I believe that there's a Light
And I believe in more than things I can see, my love
And I know this isn't right

But maybe this will make sense in Heaven
And I'll understand why you're gone
Maybe this will make sense in Heaven
'Cause right now it don't make sense at all...

Today my prayers are in the sky
Tomorrow they'll still be there for you
They say that time will make it better
And I hope that what they say is true...

'Cause I believe that there's a whole lot of good people
I believe that there's a Light
And I believe in more than things I can see my love
And I know this isn't right

But maybe this will make sense in Heaven
And I'll understand why you're gone
Maybe this will make sense in Heaven
'Cause right now this don't make sense at all

Yeah right now it don't make sense at all...




  • Please take time to prayer for the families of those that lost their earthly life in Connecticut:
  • We all understand the journey they have begun as they grieve their precious loss..
  • Here are names:

  • Charlotte Bacon (2/22/06), 6 years old, female
  • Daniel Barden (9/25/05), 7 years old, male
  • Rachel Davino (7/17/83), Staff member, 29 years old, female
  • Olivia Engel (7/18/06), 6 years old, female
  • Josephine Gay (12/11/05), 7 years old, female
  • Ana M. Marquez-Greene (4/4/06), 6 years old, female
  • Dylan Hockley (3/8/06), 6 years old, male
  • Dawn Hochsprung (6/28/65), Principal, 47 years old, female
  • Madeleine F. Hsu (7/10/06), 6 years old, female
  • Catherine V. Hubbard (6/8/06), 6 years old, female
  • Chase Kowalski (10/31/05), 7 years old, male
  • Nancy Lanza, 52 years old, female (mother of shooter Adam Lanza)
  • Jesse Lewis (6/30/06), 6 years old, male
  • James Mattioli (03/22/06), 6 years old, male
  • Grace McDonnell (11/4/05), 7 years old, female
  • Anne Marie Murphy (7/25/60), Staff member, 52 years old, female
  • Emilie Parker (05/12/06), 6 years old, female
  • Jack Pinto (05/05/06), 6 years old, male
  • Noah Pozner (11/20/06), 6 years old, male
  • Caroline Previdi (9/07/06), 6 years old, female
  • Jessica Rekos (5/10/06), 6 years old, female
  • Avielle Richman (11/17/06) 6 years old, female
  • Lauren Rousseau (June 1982), Staff member, 30 years old, female
  • Mary Sherlach (2/11/56), Staff member, 56 years old, female
  • Victoria Soto (11/04/85), Staff member, 27 years old, female
  • Benjamin Wheeler (09/12/06), 6 years old, male
  • Allison N. Wyatt (07/03/06), 6 years old, female









Sentiments, thanks to "Writing Through Your Grief"
Picture of Jesus praying over the school, thanks to ~grieving mother, Pat Dattoli Wentworth
Graphic of the Children's names, thanks to "Writing Through Your Grief"
Grief Video ~http://youtu.be/Jy3qplsjH1g


Monday, November 26, 2012

Monday's Mourning Ministry Empty Arms ~Reba McEntire ~Lyrics revised for bereaved parents






Monday's Mourning Ministry

Empty Arms

~Reba McEntire

~Lyrics revised for bereaved parents









Empty Arms

~Reba McEntire

*lyrics revised for bereaved parents, in bold



Empty arms
That long for you
And they wait,
Dear, just for you

And these arms
Will stay this way
Till you return
To them some Day

Each lonely night
I go to bed
I hug the pillow
Where you used to lay your head

Empty arms
But not for long
I'll join my baby, 
when I go Home…

And when I
Walk through Heav'n's Door
These empty arms
I'll have no more

Interlude

And when I
Walk through Heav'n's door,
These empty arms
I'll have no more

These empty arms
I'll have no more


~~~~~


Scriptures for Bereaved Parents:



“Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in Me. In My Father’s house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going.”

~John 14:1-4, NIV




All these people were still living by faith when they died. They did not receive the things promised; they only saw them and welcomed them from a distance. And they admitted that they were aliens and strangers on earth. People who say such things show that they are looking for a Country of their own. If they had been thinking of the country they had left, they would have had opportunity to return. Instead, they were longing for a better Country—a Heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a City for them.


~Hebrews 11:13-16, NIV



These were all commended for their faith, yet none of them received what had been promised. God had planned something better for us so that only together with us would they be made perfect.

Hebrews 11:39-40, NIV



Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. 
Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider Him who endured such opposition from sinful men, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.

~Hebrews 12:1-3, NIV




For here we do not have an enduring city, but we are looking for the City that is to come.

~Hebrews 13:14, NIV



Brothers, we do not want you to be ignorant about those who fall asleep, or to grieve like the rest of men, who have no hope. We believe that Jesus died and rose again and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in Him. According to the Lord’s own word, we tell you that we who are still alive, who are left till the coming of the Lord, will certainly not precede those who have fallen asleep. For the Lord Himself will come down from Heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever. Therefore encourage each other with these words.

~1 Thessalonians 4:13-18, NIV

(Some capitalizations, mine)













Video: http://youtu.be/kiqz70FXJvI
NIV = New International Version of The Holy Bible

Sunday, October 28, 2012

Monday's Mourning Ministry - I Want to Stroll Over Heaven With You ~Alan Jackson







Monday's Mourning Ministry

I Want to Stroll Over Heaven With You

~Alan Jackson







I Want to Stroll Over Heaven With You

~Alan Jackson




If I surveyed all the good things that come to me from Above
If I could count all the blessings from the storehouse of love
I'd simply ask for a favor of Him beyond mortal king
And I'm sure that He'd grant it again

I want to stroll over Heaven with you some glad Day
When all our troubles and heartaches are vanished away
Then we'll enjoy the beauty where all things are new
I want to stroll over Heaven with you...

So many places of beauty, we long to see here below
But times and treasures have kept us from making plans as you know
But come the morning of the rapture, together we'll stand anew
Then we'll stroll over Heaven with you...

I want to stroll over Heaven with you some glad Day
When all our troubles and heartaches are vanished away
Then we'll enjoy the beauty where all things are new
I want to stroll over Heaven with you...

I want to stroll over Heaven with you...













Picture, from video "I will never leave you"
Video: http://youtu.be/h7FSLheFb94

Friday, October 26, 2012

Friday's Faith - A Day in the Life of Grief, 2277 days into our Child-Loss






Friday's Faith

A Day in the Life of Grief,

2277 days into our Child-Loss




I had a wonderful day,
A day of pure delight.
Not one of my nerves did fray;
None of my fears did fright!

The day was a sunny fall day, 
My pink mandevillas still abloom;
Orange maple leaves lit up their bright display,
Shattering any potential signs of gloom.

Having had eight hours of blessed sleep
And my tummy healed up at last,
Daddy and I went out to eat
After good sessions with clients I'd had.

The waitress was gracious and kind,
Introducing a "crispy asparagus" dish;
The grief thoughts that crossed my mind
Brought tears in the restroom along with my fond wish…
With gratitude for such days of love,
Reminders of sweet memories with Mother
As I'd just shared with my client that two years ago, she'd gone Above,
But she'd had years with me, sharing my grief over you like no other,
For we both had in common, being a Child-Loss Mother…






Daddy and I went to the bookstore, having fun making a choice
Of a little pink sock-monkey we'll get to share with baby Ellie today;
We even had time to early vote, both celebrating getting to have a voice,
As well as getting to have an exceptional day!

It's wee hours of the morning now,
As from another nightmare I would awake,
Discovering your daddy's still awake, as his racing heart, no sleep would allow,
And now I too cannot sleep, as I'm having a painful tummy ache...

As you can see, there's delight amidst our pain:
We are blessed by so very much
And yet we know we're forever changed
As we still have loved ones like you we long to touch.

But I must say amidst my falling tears,
We're still so very grateful for so many blessed years.
Those years too, were filled with joy… and pain,
But somehow the joy overshadows the pain!

We so look forward to that Final Day
When our Joy will forever overshadow our pain
When we'll get to forever rejoin with you and our scattered loved ones again!














Pictures, thanks to ~Star bright angels via Grieving Mother ~Jill Compton, and ~Wings of Hope-Living Forward, via Grieving Mother ~Kathy Martibello-Stieff 
Poem - A Day in the Life of Grief, 2277 days into our Child-Loss - Angie Bennett Prince - 10/26/2012

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Tuesday's Trust - Trusting...Amidst a Suspended Life






Tuesday's Trust

Trusting...

Amidst a Suspended Life




Tommy and I listened last night to a talk-radio program by Michelle Rosenthal, a "Post-Trauma Coach" featuring Dr. Robert Scaer, Neurologist and a premier Trauma specialist whom Tommy and I first met and trained under just this past September of 2011. We are purchasing his new book on Trauma that comes out this month, and he is doing a lot of speaking to promote his book. In this talk, he explained how traumatic it is for us to lose a child:

Death of a loved one is a Trauma - A trauma is something that threatens your life - The death of a loved one threatens your life... Death brings trauma into our life --- Your life is composed of the social structures of your life as much as it is the survival of your body!

The death of a loved one is a trauma, especially he says… 

"Frankly, a Parent's Loss of a child is the most traumatic loss there is." 

You go into a freeze response. Helpless, you freeze. If you don't come out of the freeze, you have PTSD or Trauma. You have to process the traumatic memories to heal enough to develop resiliency. And you will need to process this grief over and over and over.



~~~~~



This week, my son put a post in Facebook:


C. S. LewisYour place in Heaven will seem to be made for you and you alone, because you were made for it—made for it stitch by stitch as a glove is made for a hand.  
~ The Problem of Pain

A child-loss mother friend wrote this next to his post:


What a peace over came me when I read this... My place in Heaven has been made just for me. I can only imagine what (my son) Justin's place looks like :) ... This mama's heart aches for Heaven.

~Patty Sisk Whitaker



~~~~~



I just read a poem of a Child-Loss griever tonight, asking God to give people the grace to understand her need to grieve, her need to still treat her child's birthday as special, and her need to feel her child's nearness. Basically, she, like we, recognizes and understands that the love for our children and the memories we have of them don't ever go away, nor do we want them to...



A Special Birthday

(author unknown)

Please God, make them remember that
Today is a special birthday.
Make them understand that
The memories don't go away.
Bless them, with ears to hear and hearts that care.
Enable them to listen while I share.
Shelter them that they may never know my pain.
Help them to help me know that my child's life was not in vain.
Help them to remember, Lord, that I wish
That my child was here
So we could still celebrate,
To understand that I still
Feel the nearness of my child,
To see beyond my smile and the
Words, "I'm okay."
Please God, just let one remember today
Is a special birthday!



~~~~~



The process of grief, I have found, can mirror that of writing: it is surprising, trying, frustrating, daunting, terrifying, comforting, chastening, challenging, and at times, heartening; grief can provide fellowship with others interested in the experience; it brings out the best in us, and at times the worst, if only because it is utterly human.  It can feel inevitable, but it is so personal, so differently pitched for each, that it can reside across a great gulf.  Yet poetry, like grief, can be the thing that bridges the gap between us, that brings us together and binds us...


I have gathered the poems in this anthology to reveal the many ways poets seek to find words and form to contain loss and to fulfill the reader's need for comfort and companionship in the words of another.  Often, in death, everything else fails.

~From the Introduction to The Art of Losing: Poems of Grief and Healing, KEVIN YOUNG



Another quote of his reads,

To lose someone close to you is to enter an experience no amount of forethought or hindsight can free you from.  You must live through grief.  You cannot outsmart it, nor think through the fact of someone's being gone, and forever.  You must survive the sorrow.  



~~~~~



Unfortunately, the Child-Loss War civilians (who entail most of our friends and family) do not seem to understand our grief is not about the aforementioned "logical" processes where one just decides NOT to be sad, as if we could "outsmart" grief. No, indeed, we "must survive the sorrow."



~~~~~



People don't seem to understand the back and forth processing that we do, and that we must do in Child-Loss Grief. In the grieving mother's poem, there is an appeal to God to help people understand she still loves her child, and still misses her child and always will this side of Heaven. The all-encompassing message we feel is "I miss my child!" We go back and forth with I wish they were here, and yet remembering C. S. Lewis's sentiment of "Thank You God that my child is in Heaven, and that Heaven is a perfect fit for her!" It is a constant back and forth, a re-interweaving of our foundation that's been blasted out from under us with the death of our child. 

As Dr. Robert Scaer says, you can't just eat the right foods to help you heal through traumatic grief; you have to work through all the hurts, all the confusion, all the feelings of betrayal, all the precious memories, processing them over and over and over again. It's all a part of our "healing" ~ never total healing, but a getting stronger, more resilient over time.

The idea with trauma is that you have to get to the point that you can feel your abject pain and loss and grief, and yet still live your life in the process. People do not understand the hurt never goes away; we just learn to accept it as a part of our lives now.

But the hope, as Elizabeth Edwards so lovingly reminds us... is always there.





The real truth is:

"We never move on, we just get used to the pain"


Even as we ever ponder...


While the new reality for our child, we thankfully cry out along with our child:



I am not gone. My soul
lives on but in a better pace,
Surrounded by the light of God
in all His glory and grace.










Pictures: The first two, thanks to Barbara J. Karrer of Grieving Mothers in loving memory of her "forever-6-year-old" Jonathan,
and the final picture thanks to Cindy Goolsby Martin, In loving memory of her precious "forever-19-year-old" April Michelle Pera


Monday, September 3, 2012

Monday's Mourning Ministry - Safe And Sound ~Taylor Swift













Monday's Mourning Ministry

Safe And Sound

~Taylor Swift




I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said, I'll never let you go
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said, Don't leave me here alone
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight

Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound

Don't you dare look out your window darling
Everything's on fire
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold onto this lullaby
Even when the music's gone

Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound

Just close your eyes
You'll be alright
Come morning light,
You and I'll be safe and sound.











http://youtu.be/nhdNG_ebbTg

Monday, August 13, 2012

Monday's Mourning Ministry - I Can Only Imagine ~MercyMe






Monday's Mourning Ministry

I Can Only Imagine


~MercyMe


with the London Symphony Orchestra












I Can Only Imagine

~MercyMe
with the London Symphony Orchestra


I can only imagine what it will be like
When I walk by Your side
I can only imagine what my eyes will see
When Your face is before me
I can only imagine
Yeah

Surrounded by Your glory
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You Jesus?
Or in awe of You be still?

Will I stand in Your presence
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing, Hallelujah?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine
I can only imagine

I can only imagine when that day comes
And I find myself standing in the sun
I can only imagine when all I will do
Is forever, forever worship You
I can only imagine, yeah
I can only imagine

Surrounded by Your glory
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You Jesus?
Or in awe of You be still?

Will I stand in Your presence
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing, Hallelujah?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine
I can only imagine

Surrounded by Your glory
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You Jesus?
Or in awe of You be still?

Will I stand in Your presence
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing, Hallelujah?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine, yeah
I can only imagine

I can only imagine, yeah
I can only imagine
I can only imagine
I can only imagine

I can only imagine
When all I would do
Is forever, forever worship You
I can only imagine










Video: http://youtu.be/K_OB7d-B1Vw

Monday, July 9, 2012

Tuesday's Trust - A Cry to Heaven and God's Response








Tuesday's Trust
A Cry to Heaven, and God's Response






For us Child-Loss Grievers,
Post-Traumatic Stress
Adds to our duress ~
Hearts and Minds
And Souls so stressed,
It's hard for us to find
Our body's needed rest ~
How do we decompress?

Lord, our bodies crave Your peace
Amidst the Soul's Dark Night;
Please give us sweet release ~
You recognize our plight:
To battle Satan, Sin and Death
Who together seemed to win…
To claim our own child's breath;
We're thrown in Vile One's den.

We need Your Life-giving touch 
To deliver us again.
We love our child too much
To never see her again.








Then God lovingly replies,

My child, for this temporary while,
Satan does hold the power of death ~
But, remember, I do hold your child,
And I've restored her breath.

Learn to rest in me
For I do see your plight ~
My Son destroyed Death's Night
My Own Son suffered Death
That your child might have her breath.

Take time to be with Me
To restore your spirit with eyes to see:
Your child resides with Me,
From Satan, Sin, and Death set free;
Her spirit thrives in Heaven, alive eternally,
Excitedly awaiting your arrival to live with her and Me,
While all the saints in Heaven help us prepare a room for thee.
You will see Satan, Sin, And Death destroyed and live in peace eternally.

Take My hand, I'll give you eyes to see;
Meanwhile, I am here to comfort you each day;
When your faith grows weak, just look to Me and pray.

Merry Katherine is alive; she is Here with Me!
When sorrow does arise, look up and you will "see."
Your baby does thrive and does often visit thee;
We're just beyond the Veil, not so very far ~
We watch your every move and come to soothe your broken heart. 
Your loving heart does suffer now
Till Joy blossoms from all your tears rained down…









Scripture:

"What is man that You are mindful of him,
the Son of Man that You care for Him?
You made Him a little lower than the angels;
You crowned Him with glory and honor
and put everything under His feet."


In putting everything under Him,
God left nothing that is not subject to Him.
Yet at present we do not see everything subject to Him.
But we see Jesus, who was made a little lower than the angels,
now crowned with glory and honor because He suffered death,
so that by the grace of God He might taste death for everyone.


In bringing many sons to glory
it was fitting that God,
for whom and through whom everything exists,
should make the Author of their Salvation
perfect through suffering.


Both the One who makes men holy
and those who are made holy
are of the same family.
So Jesus is not ashamed to call them brothers.


He says,
"I will declare Your Name to My brothers;
in the presence of the congregation
I will sing Your praises."


And again,
"I will put My trust in Him."


And again He says,
"Here am I, and the children God has given Me."


Since the children have flesh and blood,
He too shared in their humanity
so that by His death He might destroy him who holds the power of death---
that is, the devil---
and free those who all their lives
were held in slavery by their fear of death.


For surely it is not angels He helps,
but Abraham's descendants.
For this reason He had to be made like His
brothers in every way, in order that He
might become a merciful and faithful
High Priest in service to God,
and that He might make atonement for the sins of the people.
Because He Himself suffered when He was tempted,
He is able to help those who are being tempted.


Therefore, holy brothers, who share in the 
Heavenly calling,
fix your thoughts on Jesus,
the Apostle and High Priest whom we confess.


...Therefore, since we have a Great High Priest
who has gone through the Heavens,
Jesus the Son of God,
let us hold firmly to the faith we profess.
For we do not have a High Priest who is unable
to sympathize with our weaknesses,
but we have One who was tempted in
every way, just as we are
---yet was without sin.


Let us then approach the Throne of Grace
with confidence, so that we may receive mercy
and find grace to help us in our time of need.


~Hebrews 2:7b-3:1, 4:14-16



These were all commended for their faith, yet none of them received what had been promised, since God had planned something better for us so that only together with us would they be made perfect.
Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great crowd of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the Pioneer and Perfecter of faith. For the joy set before Him He endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider Him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow  weary and lose heart.

~Hebrews 11:39 - 12:3














Pictures, thanks to Grieving Mothers, Barbara Karrer
Poem - A Cry to Heaven, and God's Response - Angie Bennett Prince - July 9, 2012
Scriptures - from the New International Version of God's Holy Word