Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Wait

Wait quietly by my bedside for God has a host of angels standing guard for this precious moment, the passing of my soul. Wait prayfully and do as you are told by the Spirit to minister to my needs as I leave this world behind. Wait tearfully if you must, but let your heart be full of love. For at this precious moment, love is preparing to lift me to my eternal home. Wait faithfully, and you will not weep as those who have no hope. For we know that we shall meet again one day. But until I go, wait reverently.

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