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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I attended a funeral service today for someone's loved one. The room was full of garments of black, consoling gestures, and fond memories. Tears were shed, sobbing was heard...but grief cannot be abated with only a word. Attentive ears, as the prayers were said, Hearts deeply saddened by the loss, could only remain heavy in their anguish. Memories of life given, now taken away...by the Master who leads us all on the way. The slow ride to that final resting place, Passing through red lights, as thoughtful men watch the cortege in respect. The last lonely place of stone...where all lay their burdens before the Master's throne. A few last words of comfort before we say goodbye, Sobbing will stop soon, as the gloves and flowers are laid gently down. The hand of the Lord is shown again...as the petals are swept by wisps of wind. In life there is death, for this is the rule. It comes for us all too soon, and we know not how, or where, or when. But in death there is life, this is the truth...if only we believe in God's holy proof. The child born in Bethlehem so long ago, Raised in love, with youthful days filled with child's play and a heavenly mission. His Son to die so all could awake...to rise with Him make no mistake. The morning has passed, the mourning has broken, Not through the words, gestures, flowers, memories, or even the prayers. Remember it was broken long ago...when Christ died for us, and then arose.
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