Angel of Light

Today was a particularly bad day.  For the first time since Vic’s memorial service I attended a Church Service.  I dreaded the arms of comfort and gentle words of sympathy that was inevitable.  Danie went with me.  As we walked into the doors the arms were there…hugging and patting!  Our entry caused a little stir among the congregation..

Danie took my hand and led me to our old place in the pews.  People actually got up from where they were sitting to come and say “Hello” and “I am praying for you”…. Tears just ran down my cheeks and I COULD NOT stop crying!  All I could see in my mind’s eye was my beautiful, precious child’s coffin in the front on the church – surrounded by white candles and St Josephs lilies.

The worship team started singing, and I could not even see the words on the screen through my tears.

As the service went I calmed down.  I kept telling myself to “get a grip” which I eventually did.

After the service I cried in the embrace of my minister, church friends and acquaintances.

This evening I opened my emails and found a beautiful email from Jane@  http://johannisthinking.com/.  I wanted to post some of it with the beautiful picture and went into her blog to copy her blog address when I found this amazing poem that I am going to share with you.

 Jane’s writes in her Email:-

I cried again.  I am so grateful that the goodness and the light that surrounded Vic and radiated from her, is seen by the world.  Thank you dear Jane for telling me.  Thank you for your words, your poetry and above all the Angel of Light.   Thank you for caring!!