Celebration of Life

I posted a poem yesterday that I wrote when I was approximately 11 years old when my Grandfather, whom I loved dearly, passed away.

"Beautiful flowers on the grave, why is everyone so afraid?
Stop your tears because someone is here to save you from all of your fears.
God is up there and he is down here.
He will save you from all of your fears.
When your time has come he'll lift you up, into the breathtaking heavens up above.
God is with you so don't be afraid when you see flowers on the grave."

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We recently saw a man, receiving CPR at Disneyland. I couldn't help but pray. Please, don't give up, I know you're tired, keep going, don't give up, I said to the First Responders.

I walked to a different area and made eye contact with a highbrow. I had hope again. Maybe there was some way he could be brought back to life. My footprints were full of hope.

"Peter Pan" took a deep breath and said,
"Okay, he's me."
He must have flown to "Neverland".

Returning after a while, the children showered "Peter Pan" with love and affection.
"Do you think he saved his life?" I asked. "Yep." He responded.

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I went to the house. It is just skin and bones. "Jack and Sally".

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I've recently read an article about a man (a teacher at my nephews school, a coach for my nieces team), who volunteered to search for a missing person in Mt. Baldy. During the search rescue, his body was found.

The community agreed in prayer this afternoon.
Amen.

Suzie Sateri