To all who mourn in Israel, he will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair. In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks that the Lord has planted for his own glory.
-Isaiah 61:3
dear sister,
you are now away from us here-
and we miss you.
but we rejoice you are with Jesus
and your pain is gone!
you will not be forgotten.
you raised your hands up in victory this day when you stood up, it now reminds me of the victory of where you now stand. praise God for his love for us!
with all our love...
1 comment:
praise God, amen.
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