Got a comment from Mel of http://upnorthwithmel.blogspot.com/ She made this comment yesterday. I thought it deserved an entry, not just a comment. If I can do it, I want to read it at Ruth's Memorial Service.
~mel said...
Jack and Sherry ~ I read this by Henry van Dyke and just wanted to share:
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other. Then someone at my side says, "There, she is gone."
"Gone where?"
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side, and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port. Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, "There, she is gone!" there are other eyes watching her coming, and there are other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!" And that is dying.
- Henry van Dyke (1852 – 1933) American author, educator, and clergyman
Thanks again Mel.
Nite Shipslog
~mel said...
Jack and Sherry ~ I read this by Henry van Dyke and just wanted to share:
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other. Then someone at my side says, "There, she is gone."
"Gone where?"
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side, and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port. Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, "There, she is gone!" there are other eyes watching her coming, and there are other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!" And that is dying.
- Henry van Dyke (1852 – 1933) American author, educator, and clergyman
Thanks again Mel.
Nite Shipslog
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11 comments:
Nice thought!
What a wonderful thought. I'm glad you shared it for us. Truly those we love are really never gone...they maybe out of our sight but in our hearts they remain forever. Thank you!
that was nice,it would be great to hear it 0n her last day.
that was nice,it would be great to hear it 0n her last day.
Mel is a gem, and I'm not just saying that because she is my sister; but because she genuinly cares about people. Jack and Sherry ~ I'm holding you close in my thoughts and prayers - hugs from afar.
Surely a great lesson. Thank you. Please have you all a good Tuesday.
Love YOU!! and the little bride too!! You take care and visit with those you love ~ and cherish the wonderful memories of those who have gone before us.
Very nice words, fitting. I have the flu, whoopee!
Very nice. Thanks for sharing.
that was so neat what Mel sent you, I'm glad she did. I find comfort in that; I also like Psalm 116:15 Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints. I took great comfort in that after my mom died. I imagine Jesus was right there with Ruth at the moment she said goodbye to this world and hello to eternity :)
betty
This could not be said any better. What
wonderful words and how true.
Shirl
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