Heather, Grandpa Meyer, Jenilyn, and Gramps
We love you all and miss you all very much.
You hold a very special place in our hearts.
Love N AngelHugs!
He lived for her-she was his life.
So when she became ill and her illness resisted the efforts
of the best obtainable physicians,
he became like a man possessed, moving heaven and earth to
bring about her restoration to health.
His best efforts proved unavailing and the child died.
The father was totally irreconcilable.
He became a bitter re cluse, shutting himself away from his
many friends and refusing every activity that might restore
his poise and bring him back to his normal self.
But one night he had a dream.
He was in Heaven, and was witnessing a grand pageant of all
the little child angels.
They were marching in an apparently endless line past the
Great White Throne.
Every white-robed angelic tot carried a candle.
He noticed that one child's candle was not lighted.
Then he saw that the child with the dark candle
was his own little girl.
Rushing to her, while the pageant faltered,
he seized her in his arms, caressed her tenderly,
and then asked:
"How is it, darling that your candle alone is unlighted?"
"Father, they often relight it, but your tears always put it out."
Just then he awoke from his dream.
The lesson was crystal clear, and its effects were immediate.
From that hour on he was not a recluse,
but mingled freely and cheerfully with his former friends and associates.
No longer would his little darling's candle be extinguished
by his useless tears.
Author : Strickland Gillilan
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