There is always something heartbreaking when we hear of the loss of someone like Whitney, and that is made exponentially worse, when rumors indicate that addiction may have played a role. Whitney was certainly a troubled soul, but she had a voice of angel before drugs took it toll. I pray that in her passing that we can remember that our gifts and the call to use them, are sometimes no match for the many toils and snares we pass along the way.
Rest in Peace Whitney, and may in your passing we be reminded to stand for those who struggle, who battle, or who have lost their strength. May we learn something through your heartbreaking passing.
“To All Parents”
A Poem by Edgar Guest
“I’ll lend you for a while a child of mine,” He said.
“For you to love the while she lives and mourn for whens he’s dead.
It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three,
But will you, till I call her back, take care of her for me?
She’ll bring her charms to gladden you, and should her stay be brief,
You’ll have her lovely memories as solace for your grief.”
“I cannot promise she will stay; since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.
I’ve looked the wide world over in My search for teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd life’s lanes I have chosen you.
Now will you give her all your love, not think the labor vain,
Nor hate Me when I come to call to take her back again?”
“I fancied that I heard them say, “Dear Lord, Thy will be done!
For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we run.
We’ll shelter her with tenderness, we’ll love her while we may,
And for the happiness we’ve known, forever grateful stay;
But should the angels call for her much sooner than we’ve planned,
We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand!”
(The above poem is entitled “To All Parents” by Edgar Guest. The ‘she’s’ and the ‘hers’ were adjusted from the masculine, and although its intended audience was for a greiving parent, it seems appropriate.)
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In Remembrance of Whitney
“For you to love the while she lives and mourn for whens he’s dead.
But will you, till I call her back, take care of her for me?
You’ll have her lovely memories as solace for your grief.”
“I cannot promise she will stay; since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.
I’ve looked the wide world over in My search for teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd life’s lanes I have chosen you.
Now will you give her all your love, not think the labor vain,
Nor hate Me when I come to call to take her back again?”
“I fancied that I heard them say, “Dear Lord, Thy will be done!
For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we run.
We’ll shelter her with tenderness, we’ll love her while we may,
And for the happiness we’ve known, forever grateful stay;
But should the angels call for her much sooner than we’ve planned,
We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand!”
(The above poem is entitled “To All Parents” by Edgar Guest. The ‘she’s’ and the ‘hers’ were adjusted from the masculine, and although its intended audience was for a greiving parent, it seems appropriate.)
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Posted by pastorscott2007 on February 13, 2012
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