You fought a good fight, you kept the faith, your race is run. Even though you're asleep with Wee Willie Winkie, your ear is tuned to hear that last trumpet sound! We use to laugh and Kidd in a good hearted manner on whom would raise first. Well Mom, if I'm alive when that's Great And Last Trumpet sounds, you'll get off the ground first! Because when that last trumpet sounds, the dead in Christ shall rise FIRST! Then those that remain will be caught up to meet Him in the air. First, Last, it doesn't matter as long as I hear that trumpet sound. With God's Grace and by His Mercy, I plan on meeting you in the air. Goodbye for now, Saint of the Most High God. I love you momma and I already can't wait to meet you in the air. Your namesake, Cathie
So sorry for your loss. Just to let you know that my thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. I hope all of you feel the comforting hands of Jesus wrapped around you.
So sorry to hear of Kays passing, I loved her dearly. I know she is with Lilli and Billy and Ricky and free from pain now. May peace and comfort envelop each and every one of you .