tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post3751935514064772771..comments2024-03-28T22:08:48.577-07:00Comments on Chant du Départ: Death and LoveOldAFSargehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-33863833761040146012015-01-26T11:13:43.710-08:002015-01-26T11:13:43.710-08:00Thanks Russ.Thanks Russ.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-85086382821012060682015-01-26T10:04:11.749-08:002015-01-26T10:04:11.749-08:00Wow, well said!! And very touching!Wow, well said!! And very touching!rkinionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05432551832152096206noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-92044418371501106462015-01-26T06:21:02.295-08:002015-01-26T06:21:02.295-08:00Indeed.Indeed.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-18254502519932012992015-01-26T01:15:41.616-08:002015-01-26T01:15:41.616-08:00dealing with being and not being is why we invente...dealing with being and not being is why we invented religion.We have all kinds. I find myself closer to Buck's chosen because I mistrust an angry God. We knew him through the traces he left behind. We shall not see his like again. Abide and be at rest.HMS Defianthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10024721130102173694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-69985199866123043612015-01-25T17:26:58.450-08:002015-01-25T17:26:58.450-08:00Thank you all.Thank you all.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-28810870606190562592015-01-25T17:26:27.447-08:002015-01-25T17:26:27.447-08:00So true.So true.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-38742314909443474462015-01-25T16:48:28.308-08:002015-01-25T16:48:28.308-08:00Truly sad, a child should NEVER die before the par...Truly sad, a child should NEVER die before the parents...Old NFOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16404197287935017147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-20329022929263956182015-01-25T16:16:00.212-08:002015-01-25T16:16:00.212-08:00Understood Skip.Understood Skip.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-17698451044857236462015-01-25T13:44:56.139-08:002015-01-25T13:44:56.139-08:00"I fear the death of those I love."
Yet...<i>"I fear the death of those I love."</i><br /><br />Yet, if we are like anyone else, we are grateful to have the opportunity to love them and have them love us.<br />I won't trade anything for that.<br /><br />What everyone has said about the death of the young, particularly if they are our own children... there are no words to express how that loss is felt.<br />It is even felt more exponentially when one is alienated from them.(not necessarily your) Uncle Skiphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02705753220273516841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-18906535829990807762015-01-25T11:57:46.674-08:002015-01-25T11:57:46.674-08:00It is harder when those lost are so young.It is harder when those lost are so young.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-64019304326266834262015-01-25T11:56:50.780-08:002015-01-25T11:56:50.780-08:0013 Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be ...<em>13 Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope. 14 For we believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him.</em><br /><br />Thanks Rev, I truly needed that reminder.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-55421075783162857912015-01-25T11:56:18.875-08:002015-01-25T11:56:18.875-08:00Well said Snuffy.
Sometimes just to let others kn...Well said Snuffy.<br /><br />Sometimes just to let others know that you're there is all you can do. But it helps.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-45059137458733563282015-01-25T11:55:22.562-08:002015-01-25T11:55:22.562-08:00Well said my sister.
I will keep you in prayer an...Well said my sister.<br /><br />I will keep you in prayer and in my thoughts tomorrow. (And always...)OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-59883105073570210962015-01-25T11:54:40.784-08:002015-01-25T11:54:40.784-08:00There's always a piece of them alive in me. Al...There's always a piece of them alive in me. Always.OldAFSargehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15935839956936191547noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-73575030978376600282015-01-25T11:46:24.709-08:002015-01-25T11:46:24.709-08:00Lost a cousin many years ago to an accidental guns...Lost a cousin many years ago to an accidental gunshot wound. He was ten. Miss him more than the many relatives I've had pass, because of the life he didn't get to lead.Well Seasoned Foolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16670165728759453075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-58335603042312194972015-01-25T11:03:38.440-08:002015-01-25T11:03:38.440-08:00Sarge, I'm touched by how well you said that. ...Sarge, I'm touched by how well you said that. But yes, we're left with holes in our lives, formerly filled by those who loved us and helped shape us. The best we can do is to console ourselves, remember and honor those we've lost, and carry on for those whose lives <i>we've</i> help shape. <br /><br />And remember 1 Thessalonians 4:13.Rev. Paulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04588179227576383679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-78848003600728675542015-01-25T08:58:04.423-08:002015-01-25T08:58:04.423-08:00It never goes completely away, the grief. Often, I...It never goes completely away, the grief. Often, I come upon my wife just standing and staring at the wall. I know that she's thinking about Tommy. I'll touch her to let her know that I'm there . . . then I leave her to her private grief.<br />snuffynyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12843569994073955970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-39157551474784819202015-01-25T07:55:49.312-08:002015-01-25T07:55:49.312-08:00Somewhere I read this: "The problem is, you t...Somewhere I read this: "The problem is, you think you have time." -Budda<br />(Perhaps . . . perhaps not.)<br />http://jmawelsh.blogspot.com/2011/07/06-mar-10.html<br />snuffynyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12843569994073955970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-81355500048598484842015-01-25T06:31:01.345-08:002015-01-25T06:31:01.345-08:00You never get over losing a loved one; you just ge...You never get over losing a loved one; you just get used to it. Sometimes the hole they leave behind gets partially filled with memories and new experiences, but the hole will remain in some part. I see that hole as a reminder of love shared; of memories that, with time, grow more comforting. Tomorrow will mark the 20th anniversary of my beloved daddy's passing and to say that I feel every nerve is open and exposed - would be an understatement. Time - passes; it does its work, grinding away the harsh edges of grief. But the grief - remains.Kris, in New Englandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05185696221729269932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7684531976778247960.post-82617726911667458872015-01-25T05:33:16.639-08:002015-01-25T05:33:16.639-08:00Very well done, Sarge.
Mourn and remember, yes. T...Very well done, Sarge.<br /><br />Mourn and remember, yes. Then drive on. Keep a piece of the fallen in your heart. If you let them, they will help sustain you in your hours of fear. They will shine a light for you.PrairieAdventurehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06466447251827774900noreply@blogger.com