Gone from our sight

Today our friend, TJ Barton is laid to rest. As we all miss TJ, let's take comfort in this post from Joni and Friends, a blog by Joni Eareckson Tada:

"All at once I feel sadness and joy. Perhaps this poem explains why.

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, and I stand and watch her until at length she hands like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come down to mingle with each other.

Then someone at my side says: "There! She's 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 just as able to bear her load

of living freight to the place of destination. Her diminished

size is in me, not in her; and just at the moment when

someone at my side says, "There! She's gone," there are

other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to

take up the glad shout, "There she comes!"

And that is Dying!

Author Unknown"

Greenville, SC

Phone: 864.915.2479

Email: skeeter.powell@gmail.com

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