Praying... what a comfort that she is a child of the blessed Mother! Just think of the mountain of prayers she has amassed for the hour of her death...
For Bernadette and for Elisa; may Mary hold each of you close. May death be only a doorway to the presence of God. And may the healing balm of the Holy Spirit touch Elisa both physically and spiritually! Come Jesus our Shepherd and care for your sheep; heal them and lead them to verdant pastures! Safe in the Hearts of Jesus and Mary!
View attachment 1941 Thank you for all the prayers for my beautiful mother-in-law Bernadette[/B]. She passed away at the age of 94 this Monday morning at 10:30 with her family around her praying. Oh what beautiful sights that were seen and hearts changed spiritually in seeing the example laid out before us in her final hours. A week ago this last Friday she was admitted to the hospital and was placed in Hospice a week ago today. She was a beautiful God loving woman,mother, grandma, and friend to many. She continued to touch and change lives even while she lay in her bed hours before passing. She will be missed! May her soul and all faithfully departed souls rest in peace and in Gods loving arms. Amen Will offer up Mass for you Elisa tomorrow morning!
Thank you God for such a lovely lady. Please remember in your prayers as our retired family of my husband and I myself will now have extende family with up and a shedding dog to boot. I will offer it up but it will be hard I will ask your Mom and my MOM for help and all the saints Please help me as this will be hard.
Like an apple falling of a tree at harvest time. Psalm 116:15 Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints. View attachment 1957
He came and went after 3 days slept most of the time - only interested in himself- a totally different person-a lost son and he doesn't want to be like that but won'get help or admit he needs it -irate and rude as sad for kids and wife expect to hear the worse but God can change things so I will keep prayer that he will receive a Miracle through my prayers and this forum Thank you it does not look good in many ways
I was the worst son in the world Barbara. Selfish, rude, violent , nasty, snide, you name it. If I could change there is hope for the devil One thing I recall is the evening I got out of prison one of the first things I did was to go to my mothers kitchen and give it a good cleaning for her. I still remember her standing staring at me and crying . She never said why, but I think it was because she knew I was not the same person I was when I went in. There is always hope. Always hope. Always hope. More prayers going up
