It is finished. Father, into your hands I commit my spirit. HE IS RISEN...............
Thank you LORD. AMEN!
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
The Empty Chair Day 390
Rose`s house sits just as we left it the day that 911 attendants rolled her out the front door. The wheel chair, the chariot of her farewell ride from her bedroom to living room, empty! A chariot that she resisted as long as possible, the nurse in her knowing that surrendering to it`s comfort would lead her to dependency and physical decline. A house once warm with love and compassion now barren empty lifeless, as if eagerly awaiting her return.
As I reflect on the last months of Rose`s life, I believe that denial prevented me from processing, what I knew that I knew. Slowly but surely, day by day I was loosing a precious gift from God, a mentor, a true friend and second mother that loved me and all of my faults, unconditionally. I thank God for the blessing of free time and for allowing me to spend so much quality time with Rose, no regrets! Now, pain sorrow and grief, but in due time this too shall pass, to be replaced with precious memories of her love. Once I got the water-works under control, a gentle peace filled my soul.
In a visit last week, one of Rose`s nieces by marriage, suggested that I should have Rose`s Catholic study bible. A gift that I graciously and eagerly received. In the process of helping to plan Rose`s funeral service, I learned that the Catholic bible has a Book of Wisdom; why in the world would that not be included in all Bibles? Are Catholics the only one privy to wisdom? I want wisdom!
In the warmth of the afternoon sun I began to explore The Book of Wisdom, which was written a hundred years before the coming of Christ. Its author, whose name is not known to us, was a member of the Jewish community at Alexandria, in Egypt. Written in Greek, in a style patterned on that of Hebrew verse. He speaks in the person of Solomon, placing his teachings on the lips of wise kings of Hebrew tradition in order to emphasize their value. Profound knowledge of the earlier Old Testament writings is reflected in almost every line of the book, marking him as an outstanding representative of religious devotion and learning among the sages of post-exilic Judaism. I was mesmerized, as The Book of Wisdom consumed the time that I should have been weeding flower beds. Weeds are God beautiful creatures and have a right to exist, right! I`m sure you`ll be hearing more from the Book of Wisdom, thanks Rose!
As I thumbed through papers gently stashed in Rose`s Bible I found another treasury worthy on sharing: Healing Corner----The Empty Chair----A man`s daughter had asked her pastor to come and pray with her dad. When he arrived, he found the man lying in bed, with his head propped up on two pillows and an empty chair beside his bed. Assuming the old fellow had been informed of his visit, he said, "I guess you were expecting me." "No, who are you?" asked the man. "I`m the new pastor here in town," he said, "and when I saw the chair, I figured you were expecting me."
"O yeah, the chair, "said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door?" Puzzled, the pastor shut the door. "I`ve never told anyone , even my daughter, "said the man, "but I`ve never known how to pray. All the talk at church always went right over my head. finally, I abandoned any attempt at prayer until a friend talked to me about four years ago.
"Joe," he said, "prayer is a simple matter of having a talk with Jesus. Put an empty chair next to you and picture the LORD. It`s not spooky, because He said He`d be with us always. Just speak to Him and listen to Him as you`re doing right now with me." " So I tried it," he continued, "and I like it so much that I do it a couple of hours every day. I`m careful though. If my daughter saw me talking to an empty chair, she`d send me off to the funny farm."
The pastor was deeply moved by the story and encouraged the man to continue on the journey. Then he prayed with the man and left. Two nights later, the daughter called to say her dad had died that afternoon. "Did he seem to go in peace?" asked the pastor. "Yes, When I left the house around two O`clock, he called me to his bedside, told me one of his corny jokes, and kissed me on the cheek.
When I came home from the store about an hour later, I found him dead. But there was something strange. Apparently, just before Daddy died, he leaned over and rested his head on the chair beside the bed."
Thank you Rose, what a joy to find and share this with the readers of God`s blog, Did Rose teach me to pray, no but she taught me a lot about LOVE! AMEN........
As I reflect on the last months of Rose`s life, I believe that denial prevented me from processing, what I knew that I knew. Slowly but surely, day by day I was loosing a precious gift from God, a mentor, a true friend and second mother that loved me and all of my faults, unconditionally. I thank God for the blessing of free time and for allowing me to spend so much quality time with Rose, no regrets! Now, pain sorrow and grief, but in due time this too shall pass, to be replaced with precious memories of her love. Once I got the water-works under control, a gentle peace filled my soul.
In a visit last week, one of Rose`s nieces by marriage, suggested that I should have Rose`s Catholic study bible. A gift that I graciously and eagerly received. In the process of helping to plan Rose`s funeral service, I learned that the Catholic bible has a Book of Wisdom; why in the world would that not be included in all Bibles? Are Catholics the only one privy to wisdom? I want wisdom!
In the warmth of the afternoon sun I began to explore The Book of Wisdom, which was written a hundred years before the coming of Christ. Its author, whose name is not known to us, was a member of the Jewish community at Alexandria, in Egypt. Written in Greek, in a style patterned on that of Hebrew verse. He speaks in the person of Solomon, placing his teachings on the lips of wise kings of Hebrew tradition in order to emphasize their value. Profound knowledge of the earlier Old Testament writings is reflected in almost every line of the book, marking him as an outstanding representative of religious devotion and learning among the sages of post-exilic Judaism. I was mesmerized, as The Book of Wisdom consumed the time that I should have been weeding flower beds. Weeds are God beautiful creatures and have a right to exist, right! I`m sure you`ll be hearing more from the Book of Wisdom, thanks Rose!
As I thumbed through papers gently stashed in Rose`s Bible I found another treasury worthy on sharing: Healing Corner----The Empty Chair----A man`s daughter had asked her pastor to come and pray with her dad. When he arrived, he found the man lying in bed, with his head propped up on two pillows and an empty chair beside his bed. Assuming the old fellow had been informed of his visit, he said, "I guess you were expecting me." "No, who are you?" asked the man. "I`m the new pastor here in town," he said, "and when I saw the chair, I figured you were expecting me."
"O yeah, the chair, "said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door?" Puzzled, the pastor shut the door. "I`ve never told anyone , even my daughter, "said the man, "but I`ve never known how to pray. All the talk at church always went right over my head. finally, I abandoned any attempt at prayer until a friend talked to me about four years ago.
"Joe," he said, "prayer is a simple matter of having a talk with Jesus. Put an empty chair next to you and picture the LORD. It`s not spooky, because He said He`d be with us always. Just speak to Him and listen to Him as you`re doing right now with me." " So I tried it," he continued, "and I like it so much that I do it a couple of hours every day. I`m careful though. If my daughter saw me talking to an empty chair, she`d send me off to the funny farm."
The pastor was deeply moved by the story and encouraged the man to continue on the journey. Then he prayed with the man and left. Two nights later, the daughter called to say her dad had died that afternoon. "Did he seem to go in peace?" asked the pastor. "Yes, When I left the house around two O`clock, he called me to his bedside, told me one of his corny jokes, and kissed me on the cheek.
When I came home from the store about an hour later, I found him dead. But there was something strange. Apparently, just before Daddy died, he leaned over and rested his head on the chair beside the bed."
Thank you Rose, what a joy to find and share this with the readers of God`s blog, Did Rose teach me to pray, no but she taught me a lot about LOVE! AMEN........
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Mountain High---Valley Low Day 389
Luke 12:28-31 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith! And do not set your heart on what you will eat or drink; do not worry about it. For the pagan world runs after all such things, and your Father knows that you need them. But seek his kingdom, and these things will be given to you as well.
When I committed to a forty day Lenten fast, I had no clue what God would be walking me through. Without exaggeration, this has been a most difficult and trying month; perhaps God knew the strength and fortitude that I would require to survive. Fasting, voluntarily depriving yourself of certain foods and beverages, with the desire for a closer more intimate relationship and wisdom filled experience with our heavenly Father. Mission nearly accomplished!
I thank God for the insight that lead me to this fast. Can`t image going through the past month without His divine guidance. I thank God for the obedience and insight that lead me and three other women to the bedside of a dying young man, Joseph Feeley. Perhaps, our prayers help lead him and his mother to the gates of heaven, a visit with Jesus. What a sacred time and place. Thank you, God! Daniel 10:12 Then he continued, "Do not be afraid, Daniel. Since the first day that you set your mind to gain understanding and to humble yourself before God, your words were heard, and I have come in response to them."
Next a mountain top experience at the Healing Ministry in Kent Island, as Miss Jackie imparted healing to me. My knees weakened, my body surrendering to the Holy Spirit, collapsing to the floor. Consumed by the Spirit, the joyful intoxication of his presence. Peacefully inhaling, receiving and lingering in the delight of the moment. As I slowly ascended, returning to my pew, it was as if my feet where elevated a foot above the floor. I felt different, my hands felt different! Am I different, time will tell! Acts 2:17-18 In the last days, God says, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your young men, will see visions, your old men will dream dreams. Even on my servants, both men and women, I will pour out my Spirit in those days and they will prophesy.
While maintaining my fast, only two days later to the valley; the beginning of my final earthly journey with "Sweet Little Rose." Farewells, grieving, highs and lows comforted only by God. Recognizing his voice and trusting. What sorrowful blessings, constantly reminding myself of Rose`s ailing body, renewed restored for life eternal, in the presence of Jesus! John 14:1-4 "Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me. In my Father`s house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going."
Days later while making homemade meatballs, to share with friends and family after Rose`s funeral, yet another precious moment. Joy, overwhelming joy. Even though my niece Mandy was baptized as a infant, like myself she drifted far from God`s grace. Believing that she was alone on her own to battle through life`s journey. As I lead her in the prayer of salvation, she surrendered her will to the will of God. Receiving Jesus as savior, flooded with the LORDs grace and mercy. Praise the LORD! Oops, almost forgot, I turned 61 in the midst of this; thank you God, for this year of growth and love!
For the first time, Mandy attended church with me; beaming from ear to ear expression her comfort and joy to be there. Welcomed, prayed for in unison by her new church family, tears of acceptance, grace and love. "Aunt Linda, Rose gave us the most amazing gift of all, Jesus!" Thank you, Rose.
John 17:15-17 "My prayer is not that you take them out of the world but that you protect them from the evil one. They are not of the world, even as I am not of it. Sanctify them by the truth; your word is truth.
Broke my fast, felt entitled at Rose`s funeral reception, to indulged in the sweets that adorned the dessert table! Forgive my weakness, Father God. Was it this moment of weakness that encouraged further disobedience or the overwhelming pressure of impending events?
Just eight days after Rose`s funeral, while traveling to Kent Island for their monthly Healing and Prayer Service, I received a call from Mandy that her mom was in the hospital. Joyce had pneumonia, suddenly it had caused her blood pressure to drop, she would soon be moved into intensive care unit. I shared this news with the lady with me, immediately we prayed. Yet another phone call from my niece Tammy in Kentucky, "Aunt Linda, we`re taking Kim to the hospital, she tried to commit suicide." Really Father God!
No doubt, God knew where I needed to be; surrounded with love and compassion in the arms of Jesus. After receiving communion and anointing, Pastor Kyung-hee Sa held me tight, as I cried to the Lord on behalf of my sister Joyce and niece Kim. My heart was breaking, throbbing with pain, while renouncing the bondage that strangles my family. Please Father God, strengthen us in your love. Pastor Kyung-hee Sa`s prayers and loving embrace comforted my soul. Matthew 18:19 "Again, I tell you that if two of you on earth agree about anything you ask for, it will be done for you by my Father in heaven."
What a month. Joyce is out of the hospital, strengthen by the hand of God, determined to quit smoking and drinking! Thank you, Jesus, perhaps our relationship will be healed along the way, by your grace and presence. After years of battling addiction, Kim faces a lengthy visit to another rehab program. Praying she gets it this time! Thank you God, for "do overs." In my weakness of the moment, I could hardly pray for Kim, I am so sick of the destruction and pain that her addiction is causing our family! I love Kim, but hate the sin of addiction that holds her hostage. Yet, I understand.....please strengthen my family LORD!
This week, God forgave my weakness and allowed me a "do over" start for my fast! Thank you, Father God. I love so much....thank you for the afternoon that I crawled up in your lap and you gently rocked away my pain and sorrow! AMEN!
John 4:23 "Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true worshiper will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks."
When I committed to a forty day Lenten fast, I had no clue what God would be walking me through. Without exaggeration, this has been a most difficult and trying month; perhaps God knew the strength and fortitude that I would require to survive. Fasting, voluntarily depriving yourself of certain foods and beverages, with the desire for a closer more intimate relationship and wisdom filled experience with our heavenly Father. Mission nearly accomplished!
I thank God for the insight that lead me to this fast. Can`t image going through the past month without His divine guidance. I thank God for the obedience and insight that lead me and three other women to the bedside of a dying young man, Joseph Feeley. Perhaps, our prayers help lead him and his mother to the gates of heaven, a visit with Jesus. What a sacred time and place. Thank you, God! Daniel 10:12 Then he continued, "Do not be afraid, Daniel. Since the first day that you set your mind to gain understanding and to humble yourself before God, your words were heard, and I have come in response to them."
Next a mountain top experience at the Healing Ministry in Kent Island, as Miss Jackie imparted healing to me. My knees weakened, my body surrendering to the Holy Spirit, collapsing to the floor. Consumed by the Spirit, the joyful intoxication of his presence. Peacefully inhaling, receiving and lingering in the delight of the moment. As I slowly ascended, returning to my pew, it was as if my feet where elevated a foot above the floor. I felt different, my hands felt different! Am I different, time will tell! Acts 2:17-18 In the last days, God says, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your young men, will see visions, your old men will dream dreams. Even on my servants, both men and women, I will pour out my Spirit in those days and they will prophesy.
While maintaining my fast, only two days later to the valley; the beginning of my final earthly journey with "Sweet Little Rose." Farewells, grieving, highs and lows comforted only by God. Recognizing his voice and trusting. What sorrowful blessings, constantly reminding myself of Rose`s ailing body, renewed restored for life eternal, in the presence of Jesus! John 14:1-4 "Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me. In my Father`s house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going."
Days later while making homemade meatballs, to share with friends and family after Rose`s funeral, yet another precious moment. Joy, overwhelming joy. Even though my niece Mandy was baptized as a infant, like myself she drifted far from God`s grace. Believing that she was alone on her own to battle through life`s journey. As I lead her in the prayer of salvation, she surrendered her will to the will of God. Receiving Jesus as savior, flooded with the LORDs grace and mercy. Praise the LORD! Oops, almost forgot, I turned 61 in the midst of this; thank you God, for this year of growth and love!
For the first time, Mandy attended church with me; beaming from ear to ear expression her comfort and joy to be there. Welcomed, prayed for in unison by her new church family, tears of acceptance, grace and love. "Aunt Linda, Rose gave us the most amazing gift of all, Jesus!" Thank you, Rose.
John 17:15-17 "My prayer is not that you take them out of the world but that you protect them from the evil one. They are not of the world, even as I am not of it. Sanctify them by the truth; your word is truth.
Broke my fast, felt entitled at Rose`s funeral reception, to indulged in the sweets that adorned the dessert table! Forgive my weakness, Father God. Was it this moment of weakness that encouraged further disobedience or the overwhelming pressure of impending events?
Just eight days after Rose`s funeral, while traveling to Kent Island for their monthly Healing and Prayer Service, I received a call from Mandy that her mom was in the hospital. Joyce had pneumonia, suddenly it had caused her blood pressure to drop, she would soon be moved into intensive care unit. I shared this news with the lady with me, immediately we prayed. Yet another phone call from my niece Tammy in Kentucky, "Aunt Linda, we`re taking Kim to the hospital, she tried to commit suicide." Really Father God!
No doubt, God knew where I needed to be; surrounded with love and compassion in the arms of Jesus. After receiving communion and anointing, Pastor Kyung-hee Sa held me tight, as I cried to the Lord on behalf of my sister Joyce and niece Kim. My heart was breaking, throbbing with pain, while renouncing the bondage that strangles my family. Please Father God, strengthen us in your love. Pastor Kyung-hee Sa`s prayers and loving embrace comforted my soul. Matthew 18:19 "Again, I tell you that if two of you on earth agree about anything you ask for, it will be done for you by my Father in heaven."
What a month. Joyce is out of the hospital, strengthen by the hand of God, determined to quit smoking and drinking! Thank you, Jesus, perhaps our relationship will be healed along the way, by your grace and presence. After years of battling addiction, Kim faces a lengthy visit to another rehab program. Praying she gets it this time! Thank you God, for "do overs." In my weakness of the moment, I could hardly pray for Kim, I am so sick of the destruction and pain that her addiction is causing our family! I love Kim, but hate the sin of addiction that holds her hostage. Yet, I understand.....please strengthen my family LORD!
This week, God forgave my weakness and allowed me a "do over" start for my fast! Thank you, Father God. I love so much....thank you for the afternoon that I crawled up in your lap and you gently rocked away my pain and sorrow! AMEN!
John 4:23 "Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true worshiper will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks."
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Grieving Day 388
Proverbs 25:20 Like one who takes away a garment on a cold day, or like vinegar poured on soda, is one who sings songs to a heavy heart.
Grief. Dried eyed, I awake from slumber as if tears have fallen from my soul. My grief is visible exposed for all it witness, I hurt from the inside out. The pain is real ,worthy of my time demanding my vigilance. Yes, I have a heavy heart, death and separation are difficult, life shattering. However,I know because of my faith in God, I don`t have to remain in this grief and sorrow; I give myself permission to grieve but I will not be anchored or consumed by it.
Joel 2 12:13 "Even now, " declares the LORD, "return to me with all your heart, with fasting and weeping and mourning." Rend your heart and not your garment. Return to the LORD your God, for he is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and abounding in love, and he relents from sending calamity.
In our sorrow we are dwarfed by the reality that earthly life continues as normal. It is our freewill that determines the length of time we permit grief and sorrow to control our thought and actions. Our quest is to trust God then accept, receive and adjust to our new normal. Job 9:10 He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed, miracles that cannot be counted.
In our lifetime, the grief we have experienced lays dormant until trigger by yet a new life experience or tradegy. Wide-eyed it surfaces, rekindles and awakens the pain that we have either dealt with previously or stashed for a later time. Grief, often only consumed by our daily existence, postponed. We are built for solitary progress. Freewill. Will we choose our spirituality or remain in bondage to our carnal senses and emotions.
Romans 8:6-11 The mind of sinful man is death, but the mind controlled by the Spirit is life and peace; the sinful mind is hostile to God. It does not submit to God`s law, nor can it do so. Those controlled by the sinful nature cannot please God.
You, however, are controlled not by the sinful nature but by the Spirit, if the Spirit of God lives in you. And if anyone does not have the Spirit of Christ, he does not belong to Christ. But if Christ is in you, your body is dead because of sin, yet your spirit is alive becausee of righteousness. And if the Spirit of him who raised Jesus from the dead is living in you, he who raised Christ from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies through his Spirit, who lives in you.
Once we have received the Holy Spirit we have the mighty power of our LORD within. We no longer are expected to walk this walk along, in our sorrows and discomfort. 1 Corinthians 2:12-13 We have not received the spirit of the world but THE SPIRIT WHO IS FROM GOD, that we may understand what God has freely given us. This is what we speak, not in words taught us by human wisdom but in words taught by the SPIRIT, expressing spiritual truths in spiritual words.
Father God, I humbly thank you for the life of "Sweet Little Rose," and all that I learned from her, your faithful servant. Thank you for allowing Paula, Nancy and myself to witness and experience the peacefulness of her passing, as we ushered her into your presence. As we stood at her bedside, we shared your Majesty with love and compassion. I will rejoice and cherish sweet memories, as gifts from you.
Father God, twelve years ago when my mom joined you in Heaven, I didnt have the personal relationship with you. I drank to camouflage the feelings of pain and suffering; I just didn`t know how much you loved and wanting to help me, my bad! What an amazing difference you have made in my life. Philippians 4:13 I can do everything through Christ Jesus who gives me strength.
Thank you, for the tender embrace from a total stranger at Connections on Sunday. In my moment of distress, I felt the arms of Jesus in her loving hug. Thank you, for Fran and her willingness to be the hands and feet of Jesus.
I am truly blessed, thank you for igniting the passion that I have for YOU.....Thank you, for Mandy and her new found desire for you, I`m so excited for her.......AMEN
Grief. Dried eyed, I awake from slumber as if tears have fallen from my soul. My grief is visible exposed for all it witness, I hurt from the inside out. The pain is real ,worthy of my time demanding my vigilance. Yes, I have a heavy heart, death and separation are difficult, life shattering. However,I know because of my faith in God, I don`t have to remain in this grief and sorrow; I give myself permission to grieve but I will not be anchored or consumed by it.
Joel 2 12:13 "Even now, " declares the LORD, "return to me with all your heart, with fasting and weeping and mourning." Rend your heart and not your garment. Return to the LORD your God, for he is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and abounding in love, and he relents from sending calamity.
In our sorrow we are dwarfed by the reality that earthly life continues as normal. It is our freewill that determines the length of time we permit grief and sorrow to control our thought and actions. Our quest is to trust God then accept, receive and adjust to our new normal. Job 9:10 He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed, miracles that cannot be counted.
In our lifetime, the grief we have experienced lays dormant until trigger by yet a new life experience or tradegy. Wide-eyed it surfaces, rekindles and awakens the pain that we have either dealt with previously or stashed for a later time. Grief, often only consumed by our daily existence, postponed. We are built for solitary progress. Freewill. Will we choose our spirituality or remain in bondage to our carnal senses and emotions.
Romans 8:6-11 The mind of sinful man is death, but the mind controlled by the Spirit is life and peace; the sinful mind is hostile to God. It does not submit to God`s law, nor can it do so. Those controlled by the sinful nature cannot please God.
You, however, are controlled not by the sinful nature but by the Spirit, if the Spirit of God lives in you. And if anyone does not have the Spirit of Christ, he does not belong to Christ. But if Christ is in you, your body is dead because of sin, yet your spirit is alive becausee of righteousness. And if the Spirit of him who raised Jesus from the dead is living in you, he who raised Christ from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies through his Spirit, who lives in you.
Once we have received the Holy Spirit we have the mighty power of our LORD within. We no longer are expected to walk this walk along, in our sorrows and discomfort. 1 Corinthians 2:12-13 We have not received the spirit of the world but THE SPIRIT WHO IS FROM GOD, that we may understand what God has freely given us. This is what we speak, not in words taught us by human wisdom but in words taught by the SPIRIT, expressing spiritual truths in spiritual words.
Father God, I humbly thank you for the life of "Sweet Little Rose," and all that I learned from her, your faithful servant. Thank you for allowing Paula, Nancy and myself to witness and experience the peacefulness of her passing, as we ushered her into your presence. As we stood at her bedside, we shared your Majesty with love and compassion. I will rejoice and cherish sweet memories, as gifts from you.
Father God, twelve years ago when my mom joined you in Heaven, I didnt have the personal relationship with you. I drank to camouflage the feelings of pain and suffering; I just didn`t know how much you loved and wanting to help me, my bad! What an amazing difference you have made in my life. Philippians 4:13 I can do everything through Christ Jesus who gives me strength.
Thank you, for the tender embrace from a total stranger at Connections on Sunday. In my moment of distress, I felt the arms of Jesus in her loving hug. Thank you, for Fran and her willingness to be the hands and feet of Jesus.
I am truly blessed, thank you for igniting the passion that I have for YOU.....Thank you, for Mandy and her new found desire for you, I`m so excited for her.......AMEN
Monday, March 19, 2012
Stuff Day 387
Hebrews 4:16 Let us then approach the Thorn of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.
Time of need......time of need......most definitely where I am right now, as I face the days and weeks ahead, Lord give me strength. Burial mass was said, eulogies read, respects where paid, precious memories where shared and "Sweet Little Rose`s," earthly body was laid rest on a beautiful sunny Saturday. Now just as I did for my mom 12 years ago, the most difficult and dreadfully painful job of cleaning out Rose`s home and sorting through "her stuff.". What do you do with a lifetime of stuff, treasuries and trinkets collected over the years, that made a house a home! A home that was so important to Rose that she pushed herself to extreme measures to stay there with all the comforts of home and "her stuff."
One day at a time, Sweet Jesus, the tears will flow, the healing and grieving will continue and one room, one closet, one dresser, and one cabinet at a time, the job will be done with love, honor and compassion for my "Sweet Little Rose."
Early this morning I found my first treasure! In the silence of early morn, at my kitchen counter I thumbed through Rose`s collection of prayers booklets and cards that she kept close at hand, on the nightstand by her bed. Tears of joy and excitement flowed as I came across a yellowed- well- worn page with handwritten names at the top. Peg, Linda & Rick, Gosyes((not sure of this name difficult to read) Joe and Joe........Rose did you pray the following prayer on a regular basis for all of us? Are you still praying for us from heaven?
PRAYER BEFORE A CRUCIFIX: Look down upon me, good and gentle Jesus, while before Your face I humbly kneel: and with burning soul pray and beseech You to fix deep in my heart lively sentiment of Faith, Hope and Charity; true contrition for my sins and a firm purpose of amendment; while I contemplate with great love and tender pity Your five wounds, pondering upon the within me; while I call to mind the words which David your prophet said to You, my Jesus, "They have pierced My hands and My feet, they have numbered all My bones." Amen.....I miss you so much, I know the pain will subside and that your love and memories with carry me to complete the task at hand!
Time of need......time of need......most definitely where I am right now, as I face the days and weeks ahead, Lord give me strength. Burial mass was said, eulogies read, respects where paid, precious memories where shared and "Sweet Little Rose`s," earthly body was laid rest on a beautiful sunny Saturday. Now just as I did for my mom 12 years ago, the most difficult and dreadfully painful job of cleaning out Rose`s home and sorting through "her stuff.". What do you do with a lifetime of stuff, treasuries and trinkets collected over the years, that made a house a home! A home that was so important to Rose that she pushed herself to extreme measures to stay there with all the comforts of home and "her stuff."
One day at a time, Sweet Jesus, the tears will flow, the healing and grieving will continue and one room, one closet, one dresser, and one cabinet at a time, the job will be done with love, honor and compassion for my "Sweet Little Rose."
Early this morning I found my first treasure! In the silence of early morn, at my kitchen counter I thumbed through Rose`s collection of prayers booklets and cards that she kept close at hand, on the nightstand by her bed. Tears of joy and excitement flowed as I came across a yellowed- well- worn page with handwritten names at the top. Peg, Linda & Rick, Gosyes((not sure of this name difficult to read) Joe and Joe........Rose did you pray the following prayer on a regular basis for all of us? Are you still praying for us from heaven?
PRAYER BEFORE A CRUCIFIX: Look down upon me, good and gentle Jesus, while before Your face I humbly kneel: and with burning soul pray and beseech You to fix deep in my heart lively sentiment of Faith, Hope and Charity; true contrition for my sins and a firm purpose of amendment; while I contemplate with great love and tender pity Your five wounds, pondering upon the within me; while I call to mind the words which David your prophet said to You, my Jesus, "They have pierced My hands and My feet, they have numbered all My bones." Amen.....I miss you so much, I know the pain will subside and that your love and memories with carry me to complete the task at hand!
Saturday, March 17, 2012
July 14, 1922 - March 11, 2012 Day 386
Ecclesiastes 3:1-2 There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot.
In four hours a community of love will gather to celebrate the life of Rose Violet Schiavone Pepiora. I can only imagine that her church will be filled in her honor. Her body will be laid to rest beside her beloved Mike, in a cemetery just outside of town. As a tribute to my wonderful friend, I will deliver the following eulogy.
Sweet Little Rose, who can say that without a gigantic smile? Sweet Little Rose
All 4 foot 7 inches of her drenched and filled to over flowing with love and faith in GOD. Matthew 22 The greatest Commandment…. tells us……Jesus replied: “Love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.. This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it; Love your neighbor as yourself……. For 89 years… Rose Violet Schiavone Pepiora…. did exactly as Jesus commanded. SHE LOVED….
From 1 Corinthians 13 we hear of Love----And now I will show you the most excellent way. If I speak in the tongues of men and of angel, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails…..ROSE WAS LOVE…..
People come into our lives for a REASON, a SEASON, or a LIFETIME. When someone is in our life for a reason it is usually to meet needs that you require. After that need is met and our desire is fulfilled… their work is done. Perhaps you met Rose for REASON!
Some people come into our life for a season, your time together is to share, grow and learn. They may bring you an experience of great peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something, they usually give you and unbelievable amount of joy. Receive it, it is real but only for a season. You may have known Rose for a SEASON!
Some people come into our lives for a lifetime. This relationship teaches you life lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. You are to accept the lesson, love that person and put to use what you have received from them. Perhaps you have known Rose for a LIFETIME!
I have been blessed to have Rose as a life time friend…. for nearly 40 years. To me…. she was a mother,… a mentor…. and a best friend, someone who loved me unconditionally, just the way I am! I have learned a lifetime of lessons from her love. I will strive to live the rest of my life as a living testimony and walk in the light and the hope of her LOVE!
Whether you have known Rose for months, years or a lifetime, we were all truly blessed by her presence. Many of you know that Rose`s desire was to live in the comfort and security of her long time home on Crystal Beach Road. Within the last year Rose`s physical body began to fail…..but certainly not her mind. We had many talks about her living independently …… she didn`t want to burden anyone, she told me that she wanted to leave her home “feet first. I promised her that I would do everything in my power to help her.
I would personally like to thank each and every one of you, and there are many…. who helped me keep my promise to “SWEET LITTLE ROSE.” You visited, you called, ran errands, got her mail, fixed her bath tub, brought her food…. especially Christmas cookies that she love, gave her gifts, called her, delivered her holy communion, took her to get her hair done, brought her library books, took her to Dr visits and cleaned her house,….. together we respected her wishes and allowed her to live with dignity……but most importantly we showered her with LOVE.
On a February 29th on a stretcher she left her house….” feet first”…. for her final ride,….. after only eleven day away her precious abode she was called to her eternal home with JESUS …….
Ephesians 2:8-9 For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this not from yourselves, it is a gift from God---not by works, so that no one can boast. For we are God`s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.
FATHER GOD, ALL PRAISE AND GLORY TO YOU,….. I humbly thank this community of love that HELPED ME KEEP A PROMISE. Father, I thank you for our “SWEET LITTLE ROSE, MAY SHE REST IN ETERNAL PEACE! The end.
Father God, I thank you for the words of this eulogy, I found out last night that you woke both Rose`s niece Karen and myself at 4 am on Wednesday to write our eulogies! Probably no co-inky-dink, thank you! Father, thank you for the love, support and strength during these last couple of weeks. As difficult as it was to bid farewell to Rose, it brings me immense comfort to know that she is pain free from this earthly body and in your presence. Father, please send angels to hold me up as I deliver this eulogy and tribute for my lovely friend! Big strong angels!
Father God, I will keep my focus on you, day by day, to complete the task that lay in front of me. Thank you for leading me to this fast, you certainly knew that I would need to have my heart, soul and Spirit in alignment to receive your love and mercy. Father God, thank you for the life lessons that you have walked me through; I know that you will never leave or forsake me.
Father, thank you for the healing that has begun in my family. What a blessing to lead my niece Mandy in prayer yesterday, as she shared her heart`s desire for you. I know that angels in heaven rejoiced upon hearing her confessions of repentance, forgiveness and acceptance of your free gift, JESUS THE CHRIST. Thank you for this amazing gift in the midst of our sorrow as we mourn the passing of "Sweet Little Rose." Isaiah 26:12 LORD you establish peace for us; all we have accomplished you have done for us. AMEN........your faithful servant and precious daughter, Linda!
In four hours a community of love will gather to celebrate the life of Rose Violet Schiavone Pepiora. I can only imagine that her church will be filled in her honor. Her body will be laid to rest beside her beloved Mike, in a cemetery just outside of town. As a tribute to my wonderful friend, I will deliver the following eulogy.
Sweet Little Rose, who can say that without a gigantic smile? Sweet Little Rose
All 4 foot 7 inches of her drenched and filled to over flowing with love and faith in GOD. Matthew 22 The greatest Commandment…. tells us……Jesus replied: “Love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.. This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it; Love your neighbor as yourself……. For 89 years… Rose Violet Schiavone Pepiora…. did exactly as Jesus commanded. SHE LOVED….
From 1 Corinthians 13 we hear of Love----And now I will show you the most excellent way. If I speak in the tongues of men and of angel, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails…..ROSE WAS LOVE…..
People come into our lives for a REASON, a SEASON, or a LIFETIME. When someone is in our life for a reason it is usually to meet needs that you require. After that need is met and our desire is fulfilled… their work is done. Perhaps you met Rose for REASON!
Some people come into our life for a season, your time together is to share, grow and learn. They may bring you an experience of great peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something, they usually give you and unbelievable amount of joy. Receive it, it is real but only for a season. You may have known Rose for a SEASON!
Some people come into our lives for a lifetime. This relationship teaches you life lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. You are to accept the lesson, love that person and put to use what you have received from them. Perhaps you have known Rose for a LIFETIME!
I have been blessed to have Rose as a life time friend…. for nearly 40 years. To me…. she was a mother,… a mentor…. and a best friend, someone who loved me unconditionally, just the way I am! I have learned a lifetime of lessons from her love. I will strive to live the rest of my life as a living testimony and walk in the light and the hope of her LOVE!
Whether you have known Rose for months, years or a lifetime, we were all truly blessed by her presence. Many of you know that Rose`s desire was to live in the comfort and security of her long time home on Crystal Beach Road. Within the last year Rose`s physical body began to fail…..but certainly not her mind. We had many talks about her living independently …… she didn`t want to burden anyone, she told me that she wanted to leave her home “feet first. I promised her that I would do everything in my power to help her.
I would personally like to thank each and every one of you, and there are many…. who helped me keep my promise to “SWEET LITTLE ROSE.” You visited, you called, ran errands, got her mail, fixed her bath tub, brought her food…. especially Christmas cookies that she love, gave her gifts, called her, delivered her holy communion, took her to get her hair done, brought her library books, took her to Dr visits and cleaned her house,….. together we respected her wishes and allowed her to live with dignity……but most importantly we showered her with LOVE.
On a February 29th on a stretcher she left her house….” feet first”…. for her final ride,….. after only eleven day away her precious abode she was called to her eternal home with JESUS …….
Ephesians 2:8-9 For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this not from yourselves, it is a gift from God---not by works, so that no one can boast. For we are God`s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.
FATHER GOD, ALL PRAISE AND GLORY TO YOU,….. I humbly thank this community of love that HELPED ME KEEP A PROMISE. Father, I thank you for our “SWEET LITTLE ROSE, MAY SHE REST IN ETERNAL PEACE! The end.
Father God, I thank you for the words of this eulogy, I found out last night that you woke both Rose`s niece Karen and myself at 4 am on Wednesday to write our eulogies! Probably no co-inky-dink, thank you! Father, thank you for the love, support and strength during these last couple of weeks. As difficult as it was to bid farewell to Rose, it brings me immense comfort to know that she is pain free from this earthly body and in your presence. Father, please send angels to hold me up as I deliver this eulogy and tribute for my lovely friend! Big strong angels!
Father God, I will keep my focus on you, day by day, to complete the task that lay in front of me. Thank you for leading me to this fast, you certainly knew that I would need to have my heart, soul and Spirit in alignment to receive your love and mercy. Father God, thank you for the life lessons that you have walked me through; I know that you will never leave or forsake me.
Father, thank you for the healing that has begun in my family. What a blessing to lead my niece Mandy in prayer yesterday, as she shared her heart`s desire for you. I know that angels in heaven rejoiced upon hearing her confessions of repentance, forgiveness and acceptance of your free gift, JESUS THE CHRIST. Thank you for this amazing gift in the midst of our sorrow as we mourn the passing of "Sweet Little Rose." Isaiah 26:12 LORD you establish peace for us; all we have accomplished you have done for us. AMEN........your faithful servant and precious daughter, Linda!
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
"Feet First" Day 385
Matthew 15:29-30 Jesus left there and went along the Sea of Galilee. Then he went up on the mountain and sat down. Great crowds came to him, bringing the lame, the blind, the crippled, the mute and many others and laid them at his feet; and He healed them.
Early morn on February 28th I received a call from my dear friend Rose, "Linda can you come right away, I`ve been sick and throwing up all night." What we thought to be just a belly bug led us into a journey that would change my life and daily existence. It took great persistence and pleading for Rose to allow us to call 911, what a stubborn little retired nurse! It was time for a visit to the hospital. At the time, I believed a short visit for re- hydration, would soon allow Rose to return to her "home sweet home."
Rose was very determined to remain independent and dwell in the home that she had shared with her late beloved husband, Mike. A lovely modest ranch home that sat amidst 30 some acres, that she and Mike had worked hard to pay for. For over 50 years this was a home full of love, compassion, family and friendship! I certainly couldn`t fault her for wanting to abide in the comfort of her own home.
I promised her that I would do whatever it took to help her to stay in her home; "Linda, I want to leave here feet first." Alright, Rose I get it, who am I to argue with an 89 year old head strong little Italian woman? Job 29:4-6 Oh, for the day when I was in my prime, when God`s intimate friendship blessed my house, when the Almighty was still and my children(family and friends) were around me, when my path was drenched with cream and the rock poured out for me streams of olive oil.
On a rainy night on the extra day in February, Rose rolled out her front door " feet first" on a stretcher en route to Union hospital. My niece Mandy and I followed the ambulance close behind; none of us where prepared for the next eleven days. Rose truly believed that she soon return home! At the time, I failed to question the definition of "HOME."
As nieces, Karen, Paula and Nancy arrived we share a roller coaster of highs and lows, praying that "God`s Will be done." I was embraced as a sister as we endured the difficulties and pain that we witnessed for our beloved, Rose. The love that Rose had shed for each of us opened our souls to one another.
During the week like many, I had the opportunity to express my love to Rose and receive in return her smiles of love and compassion. She knew that she was loved, with strength and dignity she told me not to cry; that was something that I couldn`t promise! Psalms 23:4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me, your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
On Sunday morning March 11th, I was called to Union Hospital for a final farewell. As I drove, I clenched my Emmaus cross, praying and begging God to allow me to arrive before He called her "HOME." Help me Jesus, help me Jesus, help me Jesus, help me Jesus! My heart was breaking, I was strenghtned by Jesus.....he may have been driving, Jesus take the wheel! Philippians 4:13 I can do everything through Christ Jesus who gives me strength.
I joined Paula and Nancy at Rose`s bed side, God had answered my call, once again I whispered words of love and prayed for God to welcome her into her eternal home. Approximately 10 minutes after my arrival, Rose peacefully went HOME! Thank you, Jesus.....John 3:16 For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.
Revelation 21:6 He said to me; "It is done, I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To him who is thirsty, I will give to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life...............AMEN.
Father God, I thank you for Rose Violet Schiavone Pepiora, what a blessing to share nearly 40 years of love and friendship. Thank you for answering prayers and for allowing me and many others to help Rose to stay in her home! She was surrounded by a community of love. She loved you so, she lived the fruits of the Spirit, love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Rose was love, the hands and feet of Jesus.
Early morn on February 28th I received a call from my dear friend Rose, "Linda can you come right away, I`ve been sick and throwing up all night." What we thought to be just a belly bug led us into a journey that would change my life and daily existence. It took great persistence and pleading for Rose to allow us to call 911, what a stubborn little retired nurse! It was time for a visit to the hospital. At the time, I believed a short visit for re- hydration, would soon allow Rose to return to her "home sweet home."
Rose was very determined to remain independent and dwell in the home that she had shared with her late beloved husband, Mike. A lovely modest ranch home that sat amidst 30 some acres, that she and Mike had worked hard to pay for. For over 50 years this was a home full of love, compassion, family and friendship! I certainly couldn`t fault her for wanting to abide in the comfort of her own home.
I promised her that I would do whatever it took to help her to stay in her home; "Linda, I want to leave here feet first." Alright, Rose I get it, who am I to argue with an 89 year old head strong little Italian woman? Job 29:4-6 Oh, for the day when I was in my prime, when God`s intimate friendship blessed my house, when the Almighty was still and my children(family and friends) were around me, when my path was drenched with cream and the rock poured out for me streams of olive oil.
On a rainy night on the extra day in February, Rose rolled out her front door " feet first" on a stretcher en route to Union hospital. My niece Mandy and I followed the ambulance close behind; none of us where prepared for the next eleven days. Rose truly believed that she soon return home! At the time, I failed to question the definition of "HOME."
As nieces, Karen, Paula and Nancy arrived we share a roller coaster of highs and lows, praying that "God`s Will be done." I was embraced as a sister as we endured the difficulties and pain that we witnessed for our beloved, Rose. The love that Rose had shed for each of us opened our souls to one another.
During the week like many, I had the opportunity to express my love to Rose and receive in return her smiles of love and compassion. She knew that she was loved, with strength and dignity she told me not to cry; that was something that I couldn`t promise! Psalms 23:4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me, your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
On Sunday morning March 11th, I was called to Union Hospital for a final farewell. As I drove, I clenched my Emmaus cross, praying and begging God to allow me to arrive before He called her "HOME." Help me Jesus, help me Jesus, help me Jesus, help me Jesus! My heart was breaking, I was strenghtned by Jesus.....he may have been driving, Jesus take the wheel! Philippians 4:13 I can do everything through Christ Jesus who gives me strength.
I joined Paula and Nancy at Rose`s bed side, God had answered my call, once again I whispered words of love and prayed for God to welcome her into her eternal home. Approximately 10 minutes after my arrival, Rose peacefully went HOME! Thank you, Jesus.....John 3:16 For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.
Revelation 21:6 He said to me; "It is done, I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To him who is thirsty, I will give to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life...............AMEN.
Father God, I thank you for Rose Violet Schiavone Pepiora, what a blessing to share nearly 40 years of love and friendship. Thank you for answering prayers and for allowing me and many others to help Rose to stay in her home! She was surrounded by a community of love. She loved you so, she lived the fruits of the Spirit, love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Rose was love, the hands and feet of Jesus.
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