May every tear be washed away...

For Marcy and River Beau




This is a message for everyone that loved and still loves someone that has passed away, for those that are still here as well as those that are unwell, and contemplating their last sleep.

Remember who you loved, whether they are here or not, they are still part of all of us, especially you. You will always love them. They will continue to live deeply embedded in your heart— an extension of you, so intimately linked— never to be spiritually separated. Love, after all, is stronger than death.

Despite whatever has taken place, or will take place, we will all be reunited— someday. For in that final state, we are told that 'every tear will be washed away' and every hurt healed. And while the physical elements may melt away, what we are promised is that everything worth wanting will be restored.

And so when any of us must die, and after our souls have disappeared, they will nevertheless be re-made in some final place— which is more beautiful than even the most beautiful thing or place we can imagine now. After all, God, in any religion, makes all things new.

It is this sense of newness, and of finding again what one had lost, and of being reunited with old friends after a great purification that is the profound and moving theme of C.S. Lewis's 'The Last Battle'.

I hope and believe that when we see our friends again, whoever they are, or whatever role they may have played in our lives, that they will be glorified in such a way that is almost too beautiful to be comprehended by us.

If all of this is true, it may be that in loving anyone, or anything, we perceive the angelic personality that lies hidden within them, no matter what species— human or animal. Surely this essence lives in all of us.

Perhaps that is why in all of us there is a creative spirit which is somehow our way of interpreting or understanding a language that is not of this world.

May all your tears be washed away....