Thursday, June 10, 2021
Dear Beloved Aunt Carmie,
I am reminded of the words penned by the songwriter, James Moore:
I have heard of a land
On the faraway strand,
’Tis a beautiful home of the soul;
Built by Jesus on high,
There we never shall die,
’Tis a land where we never grow old.
I believe, you believe in that home and so though there is sadness in this farewell, there is immense hope for your soul in the great beyond.
When our work here is done
And the life crown is won,
And our troubles and trials are o’er,
All our sorrows will end,
And our voices will blend
With the loved ones who’ve gone on before.
You have lived an exemplary life of love, humility and godliness. You will be missed as through your 100 years, you've made your mark in this world. Rest in eternal peace, until ..
To my Nibbs' cousins, my deepest condolences.
