Please send love and prayers to Pat and her daughters, Becky and Jayna, and to Michael's three children.
"Turn! Turn! Turn!"
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time of war, a time of peace
A time of love, a time of hate
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time of peace, I swear it's not too late!
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time of war, a time of peace
A time of love, a time of hate
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time of peace, I swear it's not too late!
Prayers for all. So very sorry to hear.
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Oh, Jilda- I don't know you well but my heart just aches and breaks for your sister and the whole family. There is just something so unnatural about a child predeceasing their parents. God bless- I wish I could help spare them pain- xo Diana
ReplyDeleteHi Jilda - new to your blog - and wish I could have discovered you before this happened - came by via Rick's blog - and sending you as tight a virtual hug as possible - it's a small blogging world - with much love to give.......hope you feel some of it tonight.
ReplyDeleteYour newest follower,
Love from Montreal
Suzan
Sorry for your loss Jilda. May he rest in god's peace and love.
ReplyDeleteHugs,
JB
That should be "God's " and not god.
ReplyDeleteJB
I'm very sorry, Jilda. I do send love and prayers to Pat and to her daughters and grandchildren and much sympathy to all of you.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry, Jilda. I will keep Pat's son in my thoughts.
ReplyDeleteHugs to you and your family...
I am so sorry about your nephew. He was quite young.
ReplyDeleteYour family is in my family's and my prayers.