Each of us goes through seasons...
A time to plant and a time to up root and till the soil and begin anew.
A time to give and a time to receive...
A time to sing joyous praises and a time to mourn.
A time to live and to die and to rise again in a new life of peace without pain....
If in this life we chose well....
HIS better parts...and were kind instead of harsh...
Never extinguishing the fire of hope in others but rather lighting the lamps of hope, trust and love in all where ever we walked walked softly, gently supportive...sharing HIS Heart.
This is how my Aunt Joan Carroll Cruz lived.
She always found a way to have a kind word even for those she did not agree with.
I thank the many who have written me privately with words of comfort about my dear Aunt Joan.
However, I would like all to know...
Just as Our Lord said to the Holy Women of Jerusalem as HE carried the cross to which HE would be nailed for love of us: "DO NOT WEEP FOR ME! WEEP FOR YOURSELVES, YOUR CHILDREN & YOUR CHILDREN's CHILDREN!"
HE says also & I say with HIM: "Do not weep for me nor for Aunt Joan! For Aunt Joan lived tenderly, lovingly With HIM & For HIM.... Aunt Joan is with God....I am not sad but joyful for Aunt Joan for over a year ago she had been saying to me: "I hope I don't live much longer." She echoed this again and again after our return to Louisiana earlier this year.
Aunt Joan is with our God & her God happy forever!
Weep for yourselves & weep for my remaining family and hers who have as she embraced God in her pain...they rejected God and are angry.
Weep for and pray for those who refuse to repent, refuse to let themselves be loved & love in return...for they not Aunt Joan or me will possibly be lost...She & I are rejoicing!
