We give our loved ones back to God. And just as He first gave them to us and did not lose them in the giving, so we have not lost them in returning them to Him…… for life is eternal, love is immortal, death is only a horizon…. and a horizon is nothing but the…
My God, You have taken from us one very dear to us in this world. Vouchsafe yourself to supply the place of name in my regard and to replace her/ him in my heart. The great consolation which I have in her / his loss is the hope that You have received her /him in…
O’Lady of the wayside, we are weak And we will falter, When the rugged paths are winding Out before us, mile on mile, We have naught to give us faith but God’s presence on the Altar, And the memory of His suffering and The sunshine of thy smile, Dear Lady of the wayside, let thy…
Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep, I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain, When you awaken in the morning’s hush, I am the swift uplifting…
A rose once grew, where all could see, sheltered beside a garden wall And, as the days passed swiftly by, it spread its branches, straight and tall One day, a beam of light shone through a crevice that had opened wide – The rose bent gently toward its warmth then passed beyond to the other…
When tomorrow starts without me And I’m not there to see; If the sun should rise and find your eyes, All filled with tears for me; I wish so much you wouldn’t cry, The way you did today, While thinking of many things, We didn’t get to say. I know how much you love me,…
Death is nothing at all – I have only slipped away into the next room. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we shared together.…
Distance takes us far apart, And darkens my today. I have to keep remembering – You’re just a thought away. When the world is too confusing, Times are hard to bear. I pull your precious meaning, your bright spirit, from the air. If I sometimes drift into, A lonely state of mind, I gather up…
Lord that I may seek to console rather than to be consoled, To understand rather than to be understood; To love rather than to be loved. For it is in giving that we receive, In self forgetfulness that we find our true selves, In forgiving that we are raised up to the everlasting.
