Pain breaks not the calm of the sweet twilight
of age, for strength made perfect in weakness bears up with patience under it
all. Ripe fruits of choice experience are gathered as the rare repast of life’s
evening, and the soul prepares itself for rest.
The Lord’s people shall also enjoy light in the
hour of death. Unbelief laments; the shadows fall, the night is coming,
existence is ending. Ah no, crieth faith, the night is far spent, the true day
is at hand. Light is come, the light of immortality, the light of a Father’s
countenance. Gather up thy feet in thy bed; see the waiting bands of spirits!
Angeles waft thee away. Farewell, beloved one,
thou art gone, thou wavest thine hand. Ah, now it is light. The pearly gates
are open; the golden streets shine in the jasper light. We cover our eyes, but
thou beholdest the unseen, adieu, beloved Whitney, thou hast light at
even-tide, such as we have not yet! AMEN!
Sheriff
Ali
Whitney Houston extra ordinary voice brought
solace to hundreds of millions of people world wide, and though she may not
have been able to comfort her own anxieties of life, she, Whitney, truly lived
out the words that Emily Dickson penned so long ago!
“If I can
stop one heart from breaking,
I shall
not live in vain;
If I can
ease one life the aching,
Or cool
one pain,
Or help on
fainting robin
Unto his
nest again,
I shall
not live in vain.”
(Emily
Dickinson)
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