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Go with Jesus

Posted Jun 14 2011 12:00am
I consider myself blessed, that my daughter's last moments on earth were spent in my arms. No one but God was with us. My parents were outside in the garden. I was sitting on my bed with Faith in my arms. We had spent most of the day snuggled under the same blanket. I held Faith close and kept her warm. I allowed myself to drift asleep, but each time I woke up, I kissed her cheek and told her that I loved her. I knew she was suffering, and I prayed that God would intervene. I prayed for a miracle. That afternoon, while Faith was cradled in my arms, God took her Home. She opened her eyes, looked up at me, and never breathed again. I looked at my beloved child and through tears and sobs I said to her, "Go with Jesus."

If there is but one thing I could say to you, to anyone who is reading this, it would be those same words: Go with Jesus. He loves you. He is trustworthy. He is who he says he is. He wasn't lying when he said he was the Son of God. He is the Messiah, the Saviour of the world. He is the door to everlasting life. Don't look for life through any other door. Don't try to carve your own door with religion and good deeds. There is one door and one way to the Father: Jesus. Believe in Jesus. Call upon the name of Jesus. Go with Jesus, and live.
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