Wednesday, July 17, 2013

there will be no more

I wish I could sit with you, talk with you and listen to your high pitch chuckle. I wish I could watch you hold your happiest first born great grandson, who has your same head shape and carries on your name. I wish you were still here but His ways are higher than mine.

Revelation 21:4
He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.

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