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Thoughts and Prayers to Our Good Friend PHenry

Wednesday, 10 March 2021, 8:23 BFH Uncategorized 62

PHenry lost his beloved mother yesterday.

Our hearts, thoughts and prayers go out to him.

62 Comments on Thoughts and Prayers to Our Good Friend PHenry

  10. Thank you all.

    We grew up pretty poor, but Mom instilled in all of her kids a positive attitude, the proper use of grammar and correct spelling and the importance of industry, manners and fortitude.

    All of her kids turned out to be fairly successful and we are a tight knit family.

    She was a dear, sweet lady that cried more than I did when she gave me a well deserved spanking.

    I beat her at Scrabble a couple of times. Ha.

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  12. Proverbs 31

    Mother
    She is clothed with strength and dignity, and she laughs at the days to come. She opens her mouth in wisdom, and on her tongue is kindly counsel. She watches the conduct of her household. Her children rise up and praise her. Give her a reward of her labors, and let her works raised her.

    Sorry for your loss, P Henry

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  14. I am so sorry for your loss, PHenry–hold onto those memories of your Mom and may they bring you and your family peace. She sounds like she was a truly wonderful Mom and now she can rest with God for a job well done.

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  18. To lose your mother is a terrible thing. That love, that comfort, that person who your life was so intimately woven with that your shared a body at one time, is no longer there to console you, advise you, or simply tell you with an embrace how loved you are and how everything is going to be all right. This is truly a most profound loss for you, and there are no words that can comfort or console you now, when the pain is so keenly felt. I am sincerely sorry for your loss, but that is inadequate.

    But while she is temporarly lost to you, you can console yourself that she has gained much by her passing.

    For she is with the Lord today.

    I do not know your mother, know anything about your mother, know you except through your words, or even know your true name, but the Spirit has told me that she is in Heaven today, and that your separation may only be a brief one as long as you yourself have victory in the Lord. I don’t know why the Lord would give that to me, a very broken vessel, to tell you, but I was given that message to give you and cannot refuse. Of the message itself I can have no doubt.

    Your mother is healed and joyous in the Lord’s loving arms this very hour.

    …This is little comfort for those left behind, and all the respect and ceremony due her must be observed, but funerals are for the living, so we can console and comfort each other. The person being honored is not in the emptied vessel in the center of the room, that is merely a place to focus our grief. I have greived and been among the greiving many times, and it is very hard indeed, but our love for each other and our Blessed Assurance that the person lost to us has gone on to where there is no pain or sorrow, sickness or loss, but only joy in the light of the Lord can guide us through the most difficult of times. and the strong shoulder of the Lord is there still for us to lean on when all the kind words have been said, the departed eulogized, the grave filled, and we go home to be in the emptiness of our lonely thoughts.

    For we are ultimately alone in this world, but for the Lord.

    But we can be together again, because of the Lord.

    But this is of no comfort at the moment of loss. Nothing is, and I know that. There is nothing any many can say to stop the grief, so the only right and proper thing to do when a necessary task is beyond us, is to ask the Lord to intervene.

    Dear Lord, we come before you in the hour of need for the one known to us as PHenry, he and all of those in his family who have shared in his loss and feel the grief of his mother’s passing. We know that all is according to Your plan and that all must come to you by way of the grave, but the feelings we have in our earthly existence try to deny the truths the Spirit gives us. Please Lord touch this man and these people, give them the message directly that You gave me, comfort them with the Blessed Assurance that in Your mercy and Your grace you have lifted her from the shell she walked in to be with You forever, and that they may also be with her at Your feet by and by if they heed Your words. Lord, please touch each and every one, mute their grief to make it bearable, speed the time until it changes to loving memory, and remind them how blessed they were to share their lives with her for the too short time they had together, and see that Your love was shining through her all the days of her life, and that has not changed even today.

    And let them know, Lord, that her children can still see her even today. They can see her in their own faces, they can feel her in their own hearts, they can know her through the lessons she lovingly taught them their whole lives that made it possible for them to have be the adults that they are. They can know that the fact that they still are is a testamant to the lady that bore their bodies, bound their wounds, worried over their learning, and mended their broken hearts, and spent sleepless nights in prayer for them that the Lord must have heard, for they have survived her.

    And let them no that fact is the best tribute that any mother can have.

    Let them know that her job in this world was done, and well done, and that is why You have relieved her of it at the last. But as she loved them, You love her, and that she is in Your loving care through all eternity.

    And we ask it all in the merciful name of Jesus,
    Amen

    “1 I love the Lord, because he hath heard my voice and my supplications.

    2 Because he hath inclined his ear unto me, therefore will I call upon him as long as I live.

    3 The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.

    4 Then called I upon the name of the Lord; O Lord, I beseech thee, deliver my soul.

    5 Gracious is the Lord, and righteous; yea, our God is merciful.

    6 The Lord preserveth the simple: I was brought low, and he helped me.

    7 Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the Lord hath dealt bountifully with thee.

    8 For thou hast delivered my soul from death, mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.

    9 I will walk before the Lord in the land of the living.

    10 I believed, therefore have I spoken: I was greatly afflicted:

    11 I said in my haste, All men are liars.

    12 What shall I render unto the Lord for all his benefits toward me?

    13 I will take the cup of salvation, and call upon the name of the Lord.

    14 I will pay my vows unto the Lord now in the presence of all his people.

    15 Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints.”
    Psalms 116:1-15

    God Bless,
    SNS

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  19. PHenry
    I am sorry to hear of your loss.
    Your mother sounds like a wonderful woman. She will be missed and remembered. May you find comfort in your family and your memories.

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  21. So sorry to hear about your loss, Mom’s have a special place in our hearts, but just know she is in the arm’s of the Lord. Thoughts and Prayers PHenry! 🕊️❤️🙏

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  50. Dam…that sucks PH…lump falls into throat…

    “Strange isn’t? Each mans’ (or womans) life touches so many others and when they aren’t around any longer… it leaves an awful hoe…doesn’t she…”
    -IAWL, Clarence Oddbody ASII

    I remember well the story of you getting the word and packing up to go see yer’ moms…getting there only to have your OWN party…singing…laughing…probably some crying? Playing scrabble…

    If we accept the ‘beauty of birth’ and the living of life…we must also expect and accept death…

    My oldest brother in law, Bob, that I have known my ENTIRE life…when I was born, he was already 22 years old…passed as well…two days ago.

    A navy vet of the Bay of Pigs and a research immunologist scientist that helped develop auto immune mechanisms in the battle against cancer….this was forty years ago…he died of…cancer. A real effing head scratcher that one. His work is helping people NOW:

    Be well…you brother from another mother…

    Ghost and Mary H

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  51. Lo, There do I see my Father
    Lo, There do I see my Mother and
    My Brothers and my Sisters
    Lo, There do I see the line of my people back to the beginning
    Lo, They do call to me
    They bid me take my place among them in the halls of Valhalla
    Where thine enemies have been vanquished
    Where the brave shall live Forever
    Nor shall we mourn but rejoice for those that have died the glorious death.

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  52. “If there were no grief to hollow our hearts, where would there be room for joy?”

    Hope your heart filled with the joy of knowing you had a good and loving mother. God Bless.

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  56. Phenry – I saw this post briefly while at work earlier today, but was unable to express my condolences. Just want you to know that I have been thinking of you. You’re a good man, who undoubtedly will carry on your Mother’s legacy.

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  57. OK. Now I will tell the story of last November.
    I was told that Mom was on her death bed. Her death was imminent, which may have been true.

    So I got there to a sleeping mother. Decided to go to the store for a chicken and carrots and celery and parsley to make chicken noodle soup. Filled her little house with aroma all day.

    But after she took some sustenance she returned to sleep. I held my sleeping mothers hand in silence.

    But I noticed the Bluetooth speaker that I had bought for her in the corner of the room.

    Mom loved Neil Diamond.

    So I spotifyed.

    Low volume.

    Sweet Caroline. Her feet began to move even though she was mostly comatose.

    She whispered. ‘turn it up’.

    Cracklin Rosie. ‘turn it up’.

    Then she became conversational.

    We talked, laughed and sang along together.

    My sister came back into the room and her jaw hit the floor. We were on death watch and mom came back, telling stories and laughing and singing.

    It was a 4 month gift that I think was a miracle for which the whole family is thankful.

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  62. @Phenry – sorry for that darn edit comment.

    A four month gift is a great thing to have had.

    And btw Mary Hatch works in a…hospice per your sister.

    Like what @MJA said your mom was great because she raised a GOOD KID…

    Cracklin’ Rose, Neil Diamond, 1970 for your mom:

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MGemtjVtfZM

    “…Play it now… play it now…play it NOW… my baby…”

    Sleep well you…’orphan’ now…

    And Best to your sisters.

    Ghost

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