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June 2nd, 2005 my dear mother finally realized the splendor of
Heaven. The legacy she left, for those whom she loved, is more than the
wealth of nations. She has found a place called "There" and now
rejoices with a multitude which cannot be numbered or silenced.
This poem was initially inspired by a dear friend and I have attempted
to portray that which I have come to know. It is my hope that it
will bring comfort to those who have experienced loss and also provide
a way to say "I Love You" or "I Care" in a special way.
Kindred Spirits
A few years back my wife and I lost a friend to cancer. He was a father, husband, decorated Gulf
War Veteran, and a dear friend. When he laughed, the room would light
up. When he rejoiced you knew it was genuine, because he truly appreciated life.
Throughout that time we were supportive through
prayer, encouragement, and much laughter. We fully expected a miracle,
but the chemotherapy itself caused what is called cardiomyopathy. In
effect, the chemotherapy simply weakened his heart to the point that it
stopped. Nonetheless, we still very much believe in miracles and the joy of friendship. There
are times in life when we befriend others who become, what I call,
Kindred Spirits. These are the same people who can finish a sentence
that we start. They are the ones who laugh in unison with us, and bond
with us without much effort. Jeff’s personality was contagious
and his joy and laughter melodious. When
Jeff died we felt such a loss. I was not at the hospital when he passed,
but God let me know within my spirit when it happened. At the very moment he passed away
I felt a release. I knew it was God's way of letting me know everything was alright. It was then that I decided
to write a letter, an act of expression that proved therapeutic. What
happened next was one of the sweetest moments I have
ever known. I desired
to see what he was seeing, and God granted that and much more. This depiction is one of extraordinary beauty and peace as he approached the throne of God. He could see all
creation
praising God. Butterflies actually do bow to kiss the flowers
unceasingly, and time truely has no measure. The colors are so intense and unique
that you desire to name them yourself. The flowers sway in delight at the
voice of God, and the trees lift their branches in high praise. Even the
wind dances and playfully whispers secrets that the angels long to
hear.
I n
the distance there is a noise that sounds like roaring thunder.
As he draws closer, the sound becomes clearer and the light more intense. It is the image of him walking up a hill and ahead of him the words can be heard. “Salvation belongs to our God … who sits on the throne and unto the Lamb, praise and glory, wisdom and thanks, honor and power and strength be to our God.” This event was so beautiful there was no way to describe it. I only knew that what he was seeing far surpassed any pain we felt. I
wept, and continue to do so, because of what was revealed
that very day. I could know of no greater solace than a visual postcard
of a dear friend, who was experiencing the Love of God in a
tangible way. He was home
and I had gotten a glimpse of Heaven.
This special multimedia presentation serenades the senses with "Amazing Grace" as background music. This is not a sad story, but one that says "If you could see me now, ... you would rejoice with me !" So encourage someone today with this unique and inspirational video.... pass it on.
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