My Angel Weeps With Me

I found this image on the internet, and it really spoke to me. I like to think of this as my guardian angel, weeping alongside me.

Then when we've composed ourselves, my angel helps me get back to my feet, wipe away my tears, and go back to living.

Tomorrow is Jane's memorial service; I'm sure my angel will be with me then. Look for her, she's the one with the beautiful wings.

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With Hope (Continued)

And never have I known
Anything so hard to understand


And never have I questioned more
The wisdom of God's plan





But through the cloud of tears
I see the Father's smile and say well done

And I imagine you
Where you wanted most to be
Seeing all your dreams come true
'Cause now you're home
And now you're free, and . . .



We have this hope as an anchor
'Cause we believe that everything
God promised us is true, so ...

We wait with hope
And we ache with hope
We hold on with hope
We let go with hope