So will it be with the resurrection of the dead. The body that is sown is perishable, it is raised imperishable; it is sown in dishonor, it is raised in glory; it is sown in weakness, it is raised in power; it is sown a natural body, it is raised a spiritual body. If there is a natural body, there is also a spiritual body.
Dear Mister God, please take Trishabelle with you to heaven today to be with Felix and may they play catch, have all the raisins and crab sticks in heaven and be happy for eternity. Please tell them both to wait for Patty to come home and I miss them both so terribly much. Mister God, I am sorry I feel so sad right now and wish I could go back in time to make it right. And I am sorry for having anger against anyone who is going to tell me that Trish and Felix have no souls hence there is no need to weep nor pray for them. Please I beg you, Mister God, please help Trish ascend to heaven to be with Felix today and forever. Amen.
2 comments:
Dearest Trishabelle,
We know you've gone home to be with our Abba Father. You'll be greatly missed but we seek comfort in the fact that you're in the safe arms of the Father and in the loving company of Felix. We love you always. xxx
P.S: Patty, be strong. xxx
Thanks ah yi. :( :(
Post a Comment