tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425274504165277600.post7623575137861376462..comments2023-11-21T03:18:05.119-07:00Comments on No Empty Chairs: "Eternal Perspective"Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00780625202487487550noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425274504165277600.post-75729225790649001392008-08-25T12:57:00.000-06:002008-08-25T12:57:00.000-06:00Thank you for sharing such intimate moments. Scot...Thank you for sharing such intimate moments. Scott and I too where blessed with alone time in the car looking at Hope's sweet body before the PallBears opened the door to take her little casket to where it would lay. That was probably a very much needed private moment that Scott and I were given to share together.<BR/>Heart Hugs,<BR/>Carolyncarolyn qhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11920271561178557907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425274504165277600.post-32002428290962282252008-08-12T12:53:00.000-06:002008-08-12T12:53:00.000-06:00I had a sweet quiet tender mercy and I will share ...I had a sweet quiet tender mercy and I will share it with you in an email. The pain is hard hear on the earth but our reward will be from on high in heaven. I look forward to that day for both of us and all those who have lost a loved one.Neenerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10262722094880067701noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425274504165277600.post-32975144653535754712008-08-12T10:43:00.000-06:002008-08-12T10:43:00.000-06:00I too this of the eternal perspective more since W...I too this of the eternal perspective more since Wyatt passee. Your blog helps me do that and so does your sweet testimony every time I see you or read it. What a sweet memory to have, thank you for sharing your pearls with everyone. I want you to know how special it is for me to hear what happened since I wasn't there with you. Thank you and I love you.Nataliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13441953209399461614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6425274504165277600.post-31023848057269535382008-08-12T01:02:00.000-06:002008-08-12T01:02:00.000-06:00It is so hard to read your words while that beauti...It is so hard to read your words while that beautiful music is playing. Reading your blog always makes me feel so sad, yet feel the Spirit at the same time. I can't imagine your how your heart aches. When I was 16, my boyfriend was killed on his way to my house. His family involved me with ALL funeral arrangements. I saw his mother see him in the coffin for the first time. It was the first time she had seen him since his death. Her weeping over her dead son is a vision I will NEVER forget! What a tender scene that must have been. To see you say your last goodbyes to your special son in the hearse. I have no words of comfort other than you are loved.<BR/>EileenEileenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01753670672393130206noreply@blogger.com