Friday, November 20, 2009
Until Then
A heartache here is but a stepping stone
Along a path that's winding always upward
This troubled world is not my final home.
But until then my heart will go on singing
Until then with joy I'll carry on
Until the day my eyes behold my Saviour
Until the day God calls me home.
The things of earth will dim and lose their value
If we recall they're borrowed for a while
And things of earth that cause this heart to tremble
Remember there will only bring a smile.
But until then my heart will go on singing
Until then with joy I'll carry on
Until the day my eyes behold my Saviour
Until the day God calls me home...
Father, would You be all the Ebel & Newman families need in this time and bring glory to Your name in the process, Amen. Alan Starr- Wycliffe Recruitment Ministries, Lafayette, IN
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Goodbye for Now Nita
John 14:2
In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
from face book- wishes
Yesterday at 10:04am · Comment · Like / Unlike
Jamie Beeler
Aw, Linda . . . Very sorry to hear that. What is her name?
Yesterday at 10:10am · Delete
Wanda Argersinger
You both will be in my prayers. Bless you both
Yesterday at 10:18am · Delete
Stella Peterson
I very sorry, I will pray for you and your family.
Yesterday at 10:26am · Delete
Bernadette Head
PRAYERS WITH YOU AND YOUR FAMILY.
Yesterday at 10:32am · Delete
Karen Lopez Grant
So sorry Linda. I've been there. Prayers are with you.
Yesterday at 10:38am ·
Gail Marie Hatke Huff
Hugs and prayers.
Yesterday at 10:39am ·
Debbie Woodard Doucet
Have been keeping you in my prayers.
Yesterday at 11:01am ·
Nina Winslow
Sorry..prayers for you all
Yesterday at 11:05am ·
Sandra Shock
Linda, so sorry to hear. My prayers are with you all.
Yesterday at 11:38am ·
Connie Bruhn
Roxanne Readman
awwww Im sorry to hear that you are going though this, its so hard but know that our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family and if you ever need to talk feel free to contact me
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Nickie Hill
Thank you all for your love and support for our family and my mom!!! Love you linda!!!
Yesterday at 1:26pm ·
Teresa Harmon Evans
Praying for her and you.
Yesterday at 2:09pm ·
Marcia Simko Greene
Marcia Simko Greene
I am so sorry, Linda.
Have you heard tht Cheri Livengood was promoted to glory?
Yesterday at 3:01pm ·
Linda Head-from England
Thinking of you all. Take care.
Yesterday at 3:02pm
Connie Hixon Davis
Linda, prayers and hugs my dear friend!
Yesterday at 7:39pm ·
Kira Funkhouser-Sleek
May the Lord give you all grace and peace. I'll be praying for you all.
Yesterday at 9:21pm ·
Rayeann Mcdowell
Linda so sorry to about your sister. My prayers with you and her.
Yesterday at 9:26pm ·
Tamie Roebuck Adler
My prayers are with you all especially Nita!!!!!!!! May god be with her through this rough time and give her the strength to fight it.
7 hours ago ·
Linda L Head
I thankful for all of you and your prayers- friendship, it means a lot to me.
about an hour ago ·
This I wish
I wish we were little girls again.
Playing with our dolls.
Making mud pie lunches.
Holding hands-
wading in mud puddles.
Our mother washing our hair.
Snuggling in sheets fresh from the line.
Listening to crickets as we drift off to sleep.
I wish we were little girls again, you and I.
We've grown, raised our children-
watched the smiles on their angel faces.
Watched them grow before our very eyes.
They moved on our mother hearts cried.
We knew it was to be- we gave them wings.
Now years have passed.
You are ill, suffering every day.
My heart cries for you.
It cries for the day when we were little girls.
Running with our barefeet through the grass.
My sister I love you so.
I pray for your comfort through all the pain.
I see your face changed from all the pain.
The voice is still that of my sister.
Never dreamed the years would bring such pain.
We're suppose to grow old together.
Three sisters sitting watching the flowers grow.
Reminiscing about our childhood, our children.
My sister I love you, know this as you go.
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