My son, your son, our son, a child of God. A young man died who never got the opportunity to have a real personal relationship, never fell in love, could only do the kind of work that benefited his health, who tried to be bad like his friends, but could never make the grade, because he would be chased away, who went to church to hear his mother preach the gospel, who was always there when anyone called and needed him.A son who was sick and drove himself and had to check himself into the hospital, who took his cellphone along with him, who could not call anyone because he was to weak to breathe, who was told he had to stay some days, who when he finally saw his grandmother begged her to pray for him, who replied: you must pray for yourself, who did not see any family members until it was to late, because no one thought it was serious enough to call for family or friends to visit.
A young man who only needed a little encouragement and direction to walk the road of grace, who wanted the only thing he grew up around; the simple words of a prayer, and to know that someone cared, has died alone without our prayers. May the divine heavenly angels guide him into the light and may his soul rest in peace! Amen!
We lovingly deliver a son and a child of God back into Thine hands Lord, in Jesus name we pray!
Sweet One, Our Father Holds Him Now In Love. He Is Not Without Prayer, For You Hold His Love Within YOU. He Is Now In God's Radiate Light......No More To Worry......Weep Your Tears Of Love......The Father Hears You.......Know You, As He Is So Loved..........Father Send Angel Of Love To Comfort In Tenderness.........Remember You Hold Him Within Your Heart Of Love. Deepest Soulhug, Kathleen
