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"I'll lend you for a little time a child of Mine," He said,
"For you to love the while he lives and mourn for when he's dead,
It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three,
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for Me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you, and shall his stay be brief
You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief.
"I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.
I've looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call to take him back again?"
I fancied that I heard them say, "Dear Lord, Thy will be done."
For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may
And for the happiness we've known forever grateful stay;
But shall the angels call for him much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand."
Briar you were chosen in this life to prepare him for his wings......and you were truly blessed. May you be comforted that he is now an angel that will look over you and protect you.
My thoughts and prayers are with You and Your family today...
Much Love.... [img]graemlins/heart.gif[/img]
<font color="#99FF66" size="1">[ August 10, 2002 12:27 PM: Message edited by: heidi! ]</font>
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briar...my deepest sympathy goes to you and yours..your in my thoughts and prayers..*hugs you tightly*
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I wish I were filled with beautiful words to share with you ...may I extend to you, your family, and all who were lucky enough to have had your son touch their lives with his laughter and smile, my very deepest and heartfelt sympathies at this difficult time in your life. You are a mother that inspires me....celebrate his life...he sounds like quite the little man...blessed are you to have been his mother....God be with you all.....
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A message from *Gone Fishin*....He couldn't come in here and leave one and asked me to do so....
. *Gone Fishin* : leans over and PRIVATELY whispers to ButterflyKisses: Briar, i am very sorry to hear about your son, but remember that God has a plan for everyone, your little boy probably ministered more in his short life than most people do in a lifetime. God bless you and your family
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when i cant find the words to say....
all i can do is pray...
i hope you knew that from day 1...
my heart is broken, my tears, my prayers are for you, God Bless you!!!
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<center>We held them in our parent arms
for days or weeks or years.
Now we hold them in our hearts
and cry the darkest tears
The cord attached to children,
eternally fine and strong.
We never leave the missing;
it holds us all life long
Our children now inside us -
our souls tattooed with gold.
Their love, their words, caresses,
are hugs that we still hold.
If we open to the knowledge,
that they aren't completely gone,
we will sometimes feel their touching,
sometimes soft and sometimes strong.
When they show us nature's rainbows,
we can feel their proud delight,
sending signs to show they're living,
only far beyond our sight.
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Judy,
Our comforting prayers and thoughts are with you and your family. Holding You tightly never letting you go our dearest friend.
Love,
Pickles/Allnightlong [img]graemlins/rose.gif[/img]
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Visitation for Dustin will take place on Monday August 12, 2002 from 3-5, and 7-9 from the J.L. Ford Funeral Home, Blenheim, Ontario.
Dustins Funeral will take place Tuesday August 13, 2002 at 11:00 a.m. at the J. L. Ford Funeral Home, Blenheim, Ontario. Interment Blenheim Cemetary.
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I don't know you, I didn't know him...
Life is a but a whisper spoken softly in a crowd. Listen closely and your own life shall be enchanted by a gift of knowing. Choose to ignore and you will only find an emptiness that cannot be filled. Those we know give meaning to our lives, those we hold close give definition to our own character. Those we lose, we still hold close, for we are more the better for knowing them in the first place. The memories of the past shall inspire our future. Peer into the skies and see him carried away on the wings of Angel's. Be true to yourself and you will remain true to him. Life is but a whisper in a crowd, even if you are unable to hear it, it is still worth trying.
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this is a song i wrote.. nobody understood it at first.. but maybe somebody here will...
7 years old, smashing young man
not afraid of the world
he'll do what he can.
now they're taking tests
they don't know what's wrong,
the doctor says,
"son you don't have that long"
and he wonders,
is there room up in heaven?
and he wonders,
is there room there me?
he says,
"i don't wanna see the heaven's,
i wanna stay right here,
god knows i'm only 7,
please wipe away these tears.
i wish they'd find the answers,
to take away my fears"
and he wonders,
Is there room up in heaven?
he says goodbye,
the best way he knows how..
he's running out of time,
Why did this have to happen now?
and late one night,
the reeper crept,
while he was wide awake
he cried "no matter how hard you try..
this soul is not yours to take!!!"
"i don't wanna see the heavens,
i wanna stay right here..
god knows i'm only seven
please wipe away these tears,
i wish they'd find the answers,
to take away my fears"
and he wonders
Is there room up in heaven?
now he knows...
"they're not ready for me"
my deepest condolances on your loss... may god be with you in your time of need *sends my love*
