jeudi, octobre 09, 2003 Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning - therefore we do not lose heart, for our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us a forever glory that far outweighs them all. So I fix my eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. So please bear all my weakness; knowing in meekness, I have a kingdom to gain...***** From my mother: We are settling the a/cs these 2 days. The night after the funeral, Cheng See (Ji Ee) had a dream where my mother was walking towards her with a smile on her face , looking younger and more plump dressed in the slacks we dressed her in and her favourite shirt we had packed in her coffin. She was in a place full of flowers .So we guess everything is fine. It was a Roman Catholic ceremony because Sa Ee had her baptised (a couple of years) earlier. I wonder what heaven's really like. There's literature on the subject from the Bible - streets paved with gold, a storehouse of plenty, the great high dwelling place, God's house with many rooms prepared, but I think no earthly description can prepare for the actual arrival... I hope she's there. [The pain won't last forever. ] |
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