I'll

[songwriter]

I'll be away for a few days-
Wifey's grandpa (97) went in for surgury last night and didnt do so well with the recovery (currently in critical condition) so we're heading out west.
Pray for us

[Linda]

Will do

[Amsmom]

absolutely

[tridlette]

Prayers are easy to share.

I hope the northeast snows haven't slowed your travel any.

I also would appreciate a few prayers for my beloved aunt who was told on Friday that the lung cancer has spread to her liver, and that her time is very short.

Remember, God is gentle and comforting. Our loved ones will be safe in His arms.

[finnmom]

Prayers to Paul and you too Laurie. Drive safely Paul.

[mothercat]

We'll be praying for both of you all to. Have a safe trip songwriter .

[camismom]

My prayers to you Paul and Laurie and all your family members.

[rosyred45]

To both you Paul and to Laurie.

I have you in my prayers.

[songwriter]

Wifey's grandpa died . We had a nice visit with him, though, before he passed. We got word when we were about half way home that he was gone so we came the rest of the way home, spent the night here, and sent wifey and kids out west again this morning for the funeral.
Thank you for the prayers- It sounds as though there was no big struggle and his heart simply gave out.
He was a wonderful Christian man who is now enjoying eternal life!

Here is a poem I wrote about this custom harvester , which will be read at his funeral:



CUSTOM HARVEST (Written by Paul Ruppert in memory of Ed Klemme)


Etched into his headstone are bearded heads of wheat
A symbol of a fruitful life that is now complete

A traveling custom harvester, a man who worked the soil
Has made his final journey, and now rests from his toil

The thought of life without him at first may seem so terrible
But words of comfort can be found within a gospel parable.

A farmer who went out to sow, expecting quite a yield
Awoke to find that weedy tares were sharing this same field

"shall we pull them?", he was asked "this field's become polluted"
"let them go ", was his reply, "lest the wheat, too, be uprooted"

"The harvesters will later burn those weeds up in the fire
And then within our storage barn, a bounty we shall acquire."

The farmer mentioned is the Lord, the wheat are souls so dear
The tares stand for wicked men who have no Godly fear

The field represents the world that we all know so well
The barn is heaven, God's own home. The flame, of course is hell

The reapers are God's angels who harvest souls as wheat
We too, shall be gathered to Him when harvest is complete.

[finnmom]

Paul, ++++++++prayer´s+++++++ and to you and your family

You´re peom was so beautifull, I ám glad it´ll be read in the funeral to honor him.

I know word´s are not enough, I´am sorry for your loss. We just buried my hubby´s grandma, so I know the feeling of emptyness, and yet the feeling of hope and relief when they´ve got to their true home

[tridlette]

Paul, my deepest sympathy to your wife and her family, and to you also. I recall when DH's Grammie died. I heard the news before DH. When I broke the news to him, I was sobbing. He looked puzzled that I was so upset about HIS Grammie. I explained, family isn't restricted to the blood line. I felt a deep sadness for the loss, I loved that woman dearly. I know that you feel deeply for Grandfather Ed, because of the compassionate tribute you wrote.

You will be in my thoughts tonight.

Take care.

[aimee30]

Prayers and to you and yours Paul...