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Tight buds were placed on my sills the morning of my
Uncles last earthly breaths.
Grief pulled me away
into the world of loved ones, memories, and good-bye.
What I left as
hidden, brought forth beauty hews, orange, a favorite of my uncle.
A gift from my creator,
a God who my uncle is dwelling face to face with, gifts of Grace!
Memories of my uncle are bursting
with every orange petal; they will slip away, though the impact of his life
will not
In loving memory I will…
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Live a life of
laughter.
Serve with friendship
to the lonely.
Learn to lead.
Give generously.
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But there’s far more
to life for us. We’re citizens of high heaven! We’re waiting for the arrival of
the saviour, the Master, Jesus Christ, who will transform our earthly bodies
into glorious bodies like his own. He’ll make us beautiful and whole with the
same powerful skill by which he is putting everything as it should be, under
and around him. Philippians 4:20-21
Uncle Leonard, Thank you for blessing me, noticing me, loving me. I will miss you.
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