I am SO GLAD I DID THIS! I took pictures and posted them up. Everyone came but my husband and it was ok.
I made little programs with Cheyennes picture on it and passed them
out to everyone.
We read this
2 Corinthians 1:3 Blessed be God, even the
Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of
mercies, and the God of all comfort;
4 Who comforteth us in all our tribulation,
that we may be able to comfort them which
are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith
we ourselves are comforted of God.
5 For as the sufferings of Christ abound in us,
so our consolation also aboundeth by Christ.
6 And whether we be afflicted, it is for your
consolation and salvation, which is effectual
in the enduring of the same sufferings which
we also suffer: or whether we be comforted,
it is for your consolation and salvation.
7 And our hope of you is stedfast, knowing,
that as ye are partakers of the sufferings,
so shall ye be also of the consolation.
Then I told everyone that I picked these verses because I wanted not
only for today to be a day to remember the life and death of
Cheyenne but also to reflect on how God has comforted us thoughout
the year. I then told everyone how God has comforted me and
released my balloon. Each person took thier turn saying how God had
comforted them and release thier balloon one at a time.
We then all prayed together. All the kids were busy blowing bubbles
while we were in prayer.
Then I got all the balloons for the kids and at the count of 3 we
said "we love you cheyenne!" and all the balloons went up in the air.
Everyone watched them go.
I took my brother aside and told him as he was gazing up at the
sky, "I think we should do this every year. Maybe then every year,
went we realease the balloones just a bit of our grief will go into
the sky and so that as the years go on, the pain will lessen."
It was so wonderful and I am so glad that I did it and that God gave
me enough strength to do it.
I came home and hubby was in bed. He was hiding, not really
sleeping. I told him all about it. Told him, "I do wish that you
went" He told me that he just was not strong enough. But asked all
about the details. I am hoping that next year, we are both strong
enough to do it together.
Love to you all
Linda
That is me, at the far right with the skirt on.
I made little programs with Cheyennes picture on it and passed them
out to everyone.
We read this
2 Corinthians 1:3 Blessed be God, even the
Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of
mercies, and the God of all comfort;
4 Who comforteth us in all our tribulation,
that we may be able to comfort them which
are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith
we ourselves are comforted of God.
5 For as the sufferings of Christ abound in us,
so our consolation also aboundeth by Christ.
6 And whether we be afflicted, it is for your
consolation and salvation, which is effectual
in the enduring of the same sufferings which
we also suffer: or whether we be comforted,
it is for your consolation and salvation.
7 And our hope of you is stedfast, knowing,
that as ye are partakers of the sufferings,
so shall ye be also of the consolation.
Then I told everyone that I picked these verses because I wanted not
only for today to be a day to remember the life and death of
Cheyenne but also to reflect on how God has comforted us thoughout
the year. I then told everyone how God has comforted me and
released my balloon. Each person took thier turn saying how God had
comforted them and release thier balloon one at a time.
We then all prayed together. All the kids were busy blowing bubbles
while we were in prayer.
Then I got all the balloons for the kids and at the count of 3 we
said "we love you cheyenne!" and all the balloons went up in the air.
Everyone watched them go.
I took my brother aside and told him as he was gazing up at the
sky, "I think we should do this every year. Maybe then every year,
went we realease the balloones just a bit of our grief will go into
the sky and so that as the years go on, the pain will lessen."
It was so wonderful and I am so glad that I did it and that God gave
me enough strength to do it.
I came home and hubby was in bed. He was hiding, not really
sleeping. I told him all about it. Told him, "I do wish that you
went" He told me that he just was not strong enough. But asked all
about the details. I am hoping that next year, we are both strong
enough to do it together.
Love to you all
Linda
That is me, at the far right with the skirt on.
