I have just read your blog of the 19th. I am lousy with condolences..but you have my greatest sympathy...I hope this is not too soon or in poor taste.
The news, altho still in rough draft form, and thinking of your situation, inspired this
He Lives When did I need you? Didn't you hear me call your name? Distance...a universe.. an excuse so lame Didn't you hear my heart screaming My soul longing for recognition time again for your undivided attention didn't you know yet are you beyond feeling unfathomable constructions spiritual reeling You have to know you did when you were here I long for the sound of your voice your touch to know that you're near And yet if I think of you of memories, some not, yet some so dear your voice is there, your every response it's not the same as spiritual communion not near a seonce so why do your memories live yet leave such ache when again will the memories remake into the beauty and joy that we knew okay, at least already there's a grin for a few But I must stop I must grieve the stereotype and more to prove you were the one I adore but you are here your love so dear comfort, warmth, the gentle touch You are still that much a part of me we did become one we loved that much. Thank you God.
Thank you for commenting on my blog today. I just read your last blog and am sending my deepest sympathies your way. May all the good memories you shared be a comfort to you during this difficult time. My thoughts and prayers are with you.
Never read the Ender's game books. I didn't know until I got a lot of comments that it was a book. However, I'm sure the books are better. It seemed to be missing stuff, and I'm sure it's like any movie made from a book. I think that Lord of the Rings movies were the closest. However, the Narnia movies were very different then the books.
I NEEDED THE QUIET I needed the quiet so He drew me aside, Into the shadows where we could confide. Away from the bustle where all the day long I hurried and worried when active and strong.
I needed the quiet though at first I rebelled, But gently, so gently, my cross He upheld, And whispered so sweetly of spiritual things. Though weakened in body, my spirit took wings To heights never dreamed of when active and gay. He loved me so greatly He drew me away.
I needed the quiet. No prison my bed, But a beautiful valley of blessings instead-- A place to grow richer in Jesus to hide. I needed the quiet so He drew me aside.