THINK ON THIS! (My apologies for the length) At this moment (3:48 PM) three years ago, she in essence said, I will see you when you get home. A phrase heard often in the prior 56 years, but with a whole new meaning, as really I would be the one left waiting and I long for that day, not because I have been left comfortless, but because that (home) really is my forever home and I wont have to rely on MEMORIES: Let Fate do her worst, there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy! Which come in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features that joy used to wear, Long, long be my heart with such memories filled! Like the vase in which roses have once been distilled; You may break, you may ruin the vase if you will, But the scent of the roses will hang round it still. THOMAS MOORE I remember it all-oh how well I remember-the feeling of hitting the bottom. But theres one other thing I remember, and remembering, I keep a grip on hope... Lamentations 3:20-21 (MSG)
Posted on: Mon, 31 Mar 2014 20:48:03 +0000
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