BEAUTIFUL PAUL. Its really hard to discern the whys and where fors of death. I feel that everthing is prdestined and that when our time is done here, we'll be called to his heavenly home. Blessings to you . This is an exceptional hearttouching poem.....M
Reasons we will never know, but usually OUR Hearts will tell us so!
Are you O.K. Paul? I hope so...
My heart and prayers are with you, to keep it/ your spirit strong!
WRITE ON!
Blessings, Peace and WARM Hugs, Warrior Purple_Passions, SHEExooo
* I feel such yearning here, Hang In!
..pain and suffering on earth is inevitalbe...seasons change and with rains we must keep our 'Faith'...as they too bring flowers.
Your poem is heartfelt and beautiful as well.
Christine
Your faith will come to the forefront, Paul...and always He gives you the answers. Grief hangs heavy upon us for a while...for a reason.
Blessings to you, and Love - Micke
Yep, holding fast and holding on is Faith's way... being sure of things hoped for and certain of those things we cannot see. And, for certain sure, we can NEVER see the whole picture from our OWN points of view, let alone God's! :)) This poem is part of the holding on and holding fast, Paul. A link in the prayer chain. Vital and lovely, thank you. xx
It's so true. Sometimes you wonder why the Lord is giving you such a burden. But no matter what, your last line says it all, the Lord never gives us more than we can bear.
We have to accept when God calls our loving Angel home and know that He felt the time to stop the pain and suffering as He takes it on Himself. A beautiful write Paul.
Are you O.K. Paul? I hope so...
My heart and prayers are with you, to keep it/ your spirit strong!
WRITE ON!
Blessings, Peace and WARM Hugs, Warrior Purple_Passions, SHEExooo
* I feel such yearning here, Hang In!
Blessings!
Sincerely
P.S. Continue to write Paul!
Be always safe,
Karen
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Your poem is heartfelt and beautiful as well.
Christine
Blessings to you, and Love - Micke
With Love,
Cindy
It's so true. Sometimes you wonder why the Lord is giving you such a burden. But no matter what, your last line says it all, the Lord never gives us more than we can bear.
Mary
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Newfie Hugs, Rose