Saturday, December 20, 2008
A good word
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I had the blessed pleasure of knowing Julie Jones for several years.
First while going to GCCS school board meetings, and this year during
brief conversations at the receptionist desk at school. Her heart was
always so evident, her questions of concern were sincere, and her hard
work for the school and on behalf of her children benefitted all. I
always appreciated her hugs and mentions I prayer. In the last few
months as the cancer treatments took a toll, she continued to work
hard and with a smile. But she also wouldn't hesitate to ask for
prayer, and her family and those who loved her so much need those
prayers now. And so even across the world, I lift my heart to take
away even a fraction of the burden. And God's heart is so much bigger.
His love covers even the profound pain of human loss, and the promise
of the resurrection is not a vain dream but our constant hope and
moment-by-moment life breath that will one day refill all of our lungs
with praise for God and the laughter of long anticipated reunions.
I had the blessed pleasure of knowing Julie Jones for several years.
First while going to GCCS school board meetings, and this year during
brief conversations at the receptionist desk at school. Her heart was
always so evident, her questions of concern were sincere, and her hard
work for the school and on behalf of her children benefitted all. I
always appreciated her hugs and mentions I prayer. In the last few
months as the cancer treatments took a toll, she continued to work
hard and with a smile. But she also wouldn't hesitate to ask for
prayer, and her family and those who loved her so much need those
prayers now. And so even across the world, I lift my heart to take
away even a fraction of the burden. And God's heart is so much bigger.
His love covers even the profound pain of human loss, and the promise
of the resurrection is not a vain dream but our constant hope and
moment-by-moment life breath that will one day refill all of our lungs
with praise for God and the laughter of long anticipated reunions.
We will see Julie again. And so it is well, even now.
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