Heaven and earth are not so far apart.

LET US, then, learn that we can never be lonely or forsaken in this life.   Shall they forget us because they are ‘made perfect’?   Shall they love us the less because they now have power to love us more? 

O MAY Thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold,
Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old, 
And win, with them, the victor’s crown of gold.
Alleluia.

AND love lives on and hath a power to bless
When they who loved are hidden in the grave.

sorrow is then a part of love, and love does not seek to throw it off. 

SORROW seems sent for our instruction, as we darken the cages of birds when we would teach them to sing.

Everything depended on whether they looked to the depths or to the hills for help.

Be sure your sorrow is not giving you its best, unless it makes you a more thoughtful person than you have ever been before.

THERE are in this world blessed souls whose sorrows spring up into joys for others;