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Location: Back in the Valley of the Sun Mesa Az. | A dear friend was killed in a car accident last Friday. Her husband(also close friend)asked me to sing her favorite song at the funeral.
My Legend accompanied me through Keith Green's "There is a Redeemer." My Legend was beautiful, I only pray my voice conveyed my heart, and God's love to her family. A sad day.
Peace.
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Location: Queens, NY | There is nothing sadder than a beautiful life cut short, although I like to think that person is now in a better place. My heart goes out to you and your friend's family.
Peace,
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Location: Warsaw, Indiana | Life is tenuous and sudden losses like that are painful and create a void the only consulation is that in fact our Redeemer lives. Your friend's family will be in our prayers. |
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Location: Back in the Valley of the Sun Mesa Az. | Thank you, and God Bless.
I do take comfort in knowing that my friend Marie was close with the Lord, and is walking streets of gold today. Still, painful for those left behind!
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Location: NJ | sorry for your loss always seems so distant...but I have come to learn that it is not the words but the thoughts... |
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Location: Back in the Valley of the Sun Mesa Az. | Thanks Al.
Peace
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Location: Lafayette, Louisiana | Norseman, I have played at plenty of funerals, and some for dear friends. It is never easy letting someone go, but know that your talent has touched and helped someone in this time of need. Your friend is in my prayers....Paul Hebert |
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Location: Back in the Valley of the Sun Mesa Az. | Thank you Paul. It was an honor, but a difficult one.
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Location: NJ | Don't know how this "fits" with the topic (it KINDA does), but I had received this in an e-mail today and thought I'd "share" it:
TAPS……….
We in the United States have all heard the haunting song, "Taps." It's
the song that gives us that lump in our throats and usually tears in our
eyes.
But, do you know the story behind the song? If not, I think you will be
interested to find out about its humble beginnings. Reportedly, it all
began in 1862 during the Civil War when Union Army Captain Robert
Ellicombe was with his men near Harrison's Landing in Virginia. The
Confederate Army was on the other side of the narrow strip of land.
During the night, Captain Ellicombe heard the moans of a soldier who lay
severely wounded on the field. Not knowing if it was a Union or
Confederate soldier, the Captain decided to risk his life and bring the
stricken man back for medical attention. Crawling on his stomach through
the gunfire, the Captain reached the
stricken soldier and began pulling him toward his encampment. When the
Captain finally reached his own lines, he discovered it was actually a
Confederate soldier, but the soldier was dead. The Captain lit a lantern
and suddenly caught his breath and went numb with shock. In the dim
light, he saw the face of the soldier. It was his own son. The boy had
been
studying music in the South when the war broke out. Without telling his
father, the boy enlisted in the Confederate Army.
The following morning, heartbroken, the father asked permission of his
superiors to give his son a full military burial, despite his enemy
status. His request was only partially granted. The Captain had asked if
he could have a group of Army band members play a funeral dirge for his
son at the funeral. The request was turned down since the soldier was a
Confederate. But out of respect for the father, they did say they could
give him only one musician.
The Captain chose a bugler. He asked the bugler to play a series of
musical notes he had found on a piece of paper in the pocket of the dead
youth's uniform. This wish was granted. The haunting melody, we now know
as "Taps" .. used at military funerals was born.
The words are:
Day is done ... Gone the sun ... From the lakes ... From the hills >From
the sky ... All is well ... Safely rest ... God is nigh...Fading light .
Dims the sight ... And a star ... Gems the sky...Gleaming bright ...
>From afar ... Drawing nigh .. Falls the night .Thanks and praise ...
For our days ... Neath the sun .... Neath the stars,..
Neath the sky ... As we go ... This we know ... God is nigh... |
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| A best and only friend of mine passed away 2 months ago. I find myself playing "Wish You Was Here- by Pink Floyd" almost everynight since. My condolences goes to your friend and his grieving family. |
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Location: Las Cruces, NM | Good description of the loss of a friend Norseman, and good story on taps Cliff.
This subject is relevant as many close to the Columbia Astronauts are publicly experiencing this type of sudden loss and we are witnesses to it. The thought of a better place is some consolation, and I think that living on through our memories adds a certain immortality to those who were close. The Mexicans may have a very good handle on this in that they talk to those who have moved on when they celebrate the Day of the Dead ceremonies. |
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