"I'll see you again!"
Please pray for Bobbi or "Bumpy" as her dearest friends like to call her. I met her just once this past summer at my husband's reunion. Such a quiet kind lady with the look of joy on her face & being. I knew then something was wrong with her physically.Her Kidneys are shutting down now.
Please pray to the Lord that He would be her total comfort and strength during this time ahead. Whatever the outcome, that she would know she is safe in His arms. Thank you for holding this precious child of the King in your prayers.
God Bless you!
Pastor Dobi
Gone From My Sight
by Henry Van Dyke
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length
she hangs like a cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other....See More
Then someone at my side says, "There, she is gone!"
Gone where?
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and spar
as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear her load
of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her.
And just at the moment when someone at my side says,
"There, she is gone!" there are eyes watching her coming ,
and other voices ready to take up the glad shout,
"Here she comes!"-
and that is dying.
Please pray to the Lord that He would be her total comfort and strength during this time ahead. Whatever the outcome, that she would know she is safe in His arms. Thank you for holding this precious child of the King in your prayers.
God Bless you!
Pastor Dobi
Gone From My Sight
by Henry Van Dyke
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length
she hangs like a cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other....
Then someone at my side says, "There, she is gone!"
Gone where?
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and spar
as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear her load
of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her.
And just at the moment when someone at my side says,
"There, she is gone!" there are eyes watching her coming ,
and other voices ready to take up the glad shout,
"Here she comes!"-
and that is dying.
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