i attended a funeral on thursday afternoon. a dear lady 83 years young was laid to rest. i haven't been to a funeral in years, and wasn't sure i was going to this one. but then i remembered the sweetness of this woman, the way she quietly eased herself into your heart. i remembered the last time i saw her, a couple months ago, on her birthday. the sunday school class of which she and i were a part threw her a birthday party at the church. she was on oxygen and in a wheel chair, after suffering a stroke, but was still smiling the best she could, and tried to communicate her love for all of us. God has her in his arms now, and she is finally without pain and happy. i didn't shed any tears at her funeral, for i knew it wasn't a farewell, it was a homecoming.....she was being joined with the ones she had loved in life that had passed on before her. and she was with our Savior. a joyous occasion for sure.
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A very meaningful entry. I have always had lots of women friends much older then me and it is hard to lose them but know they are in God's hands. Paula
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