13-05 2020 11:04
wrote:
Dear Anastasia, I am Patricia, Beatrice’s sister. You may or may not know me personally. I heard about the sudden death of your beautiful girl Abigail and wanted to let you know that we share your grief. No parent should have to bury their child and none of us can imagine what you and your family are going through. But we hope that by sharing your grief, we might be able to help you through this difficult time. Ive seen a photo of Anastasia, she is a beautiful girl. All those wonderful memories that you have of her are going to bring comfort to you and your family. “Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because dawn has come”.
The Beholder
There He stands beside you, to sustain and to uphold
When you sleep and when you wake, His arms around you fold - to ease the burden where it presses.
Rest assured, He knows - where it hurts, although the hidden bruising never shows.
Sometimes you may weaken and you stumble suddenly - into trouble;
losing balance - and you cannot see how you are going to struggle on for no one seems to care.
Readjust the load and then go forward with a prayer .....
He who died for Love of you, a thorn crown on his brow - loves you still.
Say, do you think that he would fail you now ?
Thinking of you and sending you hugs.
Patricia
13-05 2020 11:04
wrote:
Dear Anastasia, I am Patricia, Beatrice’s sister. You may or may not know me personally. I heard about the sudden death of your beautiful girl Abigail and wanted to let you know that we share your grief. No parent should have to bury their child and none of us can imagine what you and your family are going through. But we hope that by sharing your grief, we might be able to help you through this difficult time. Ive seen a photo of Anastasia, she is a beautiful girl. All those wonderful memories that you have of her are going to bring comfort to you and your family. “Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because dawn has come”.
The Beholder
There He stands beside you, to sustain and to uphold
When you sleep and when you wake, His arms around you fold - to ease the burden where it presses.
Rest assured, He knows - where it hurts, although the hidden bruising never shows.
Sometimes you may weaken and you stumble suddenly - into trouble;
losing balance - and you cannot see how you are going to struggle on for no one seems to care.
Readjust the load and then go forward with a prayer .....
He who died for Love of you, a thorn crown on his brow - loves you still.
Say, do you think that he would fail you now ?
Thinking of you and sending you hugs.
Patricia
