in loving memory


            Today my brother-in-law, Bo, lost the battle but he won the war. Bo had been hospitalized since the beginning of the year. He had a stroke following heart surgery in January. In the past eight months he and my sister Aimee fought the bravest, hardest fight I have ever witnessed. She fought as his advocate and he fought to recover and get home to her, each because of love for the other. Bo had another stroke yesterday and that was the final straw. He gave up his earthly coil just a couple hours ago.

            To the world; we lost. But as Christians, we know that Bo won! Bo now has eternal life, no more ventilator, no more pain, no more tube feedings, none of this earthly hassle. Aimee has some rough road ahead as she adjusts to life without him. She will have to learn what to do with her time now that she won’t be driving to the hospital every day. But Aimee has faith; she knows she will see Bo again. The battle loss is temporary but our victory is eternal. Thanks be to our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.

Anonymous Latin; trans. by Francis Pott, 1832-1909

1.       The strife is o'er, the battle done;

               the victory of life is won;

               the song of triumph has begun:

               Alleluia!

 

2.            The powers of death have done their worst,

               but Christ their legions hath dispersed;

               let shouts of holy joy outburst:

               Alleluia!

 

3.            The three sad days are quickly sped;

               he rises glorious from the dead;

               all glory to our risen Head!

               Alleluia!

 

4.            Lord, by the stripes which wounded thee,

               from death's dread sting thy servants free,

               that we may live, and sing to thee:

               Alleluia!

 
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  1. AnonymousOctober 1, 2013 at 3:02 PM

    Great revelation - separation for Christians is only temporary. Thank you Lord!

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