Online Memorials

Lord make me an instrument of
Your peace; where there is hatred, let
me sow love; where there is injury,
pardon; where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope; where
there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master, grant that I
may not so much seek to be
consoled...as to console;
to be understood...as to understand;
to be loved...as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning
that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are
born to eternal life.St. Francis

When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little-but not too long,
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared.
Miss me-but let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take,
And each must go alone.
It is all a part of the Master's plan,
A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart,
Go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.
Miss me-but let me go.Author Unknown