A Quote of the Week; With Sadness; September 28, 2009

Be strong!
We are not here to play, to dream, to drift;
We have hard work to do, and loads to lift;
Shun not the struggle—face it; 'tis God's gift.

Be strong!
Say not, "The days are evil. Who's to blame?"
And fold the hands and acquiesce—oh shame!
Stand up, speak out, and bravely, in God's name.

Be strong!
It matters not how deep intrenched the wrong,
How hard the battle goes, the day how long;
Faint not—fight on! To-morrow comes the song.

Maltbie Davenport Babcock
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A couple of months ago my father read me the above poem. It was a beautiful reading even though he struggled through it a bit because, as some of you know, has Alzheimer's Disease. This Sunday morning (27 September) my Father’s life quietly and peacefully came to an end as he was surounded by his children. We are happy that he is now in hands of god and that he is with my mother and all his loved ones who have passed before him. While sad, I am also comforted by the fact of how my sisters and I were able care for him in his final hours making his passing all the more beautiful.

I would like to dedicate this poem to my Dad. In God’s hands he will rest, in my heart he will live forever.
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Wishing you a most beautiful day, wherever this may find you!