Tanner's Tributes

What kind of place would heaven be with all its streets of gold, if all the souls, that dwell up there like yours and mine, were old? How strange would heaven’s music sound when harps begin to ring, if children were not gathered ‘round to help the angels sing. The children that God sends to us are only just a loan, He knows we need their sunshine to make the house a home. We need the inspiration of a baby’s blessed smile. He doesn’t say they’ve come to stay, just lends them for a while. Sometimes it takes them years to do the work for which they come. Sometimes in just a month or two our Father calls them home. I like to think some souls up there bear not one sinful scar. I love to think of heaven as a place where children are.
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Rebeca Stevens 1 week ago

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Thinking of you Tanner and all your loved ones on this
difficult day angel, God bless, and love to you all.
Love Belindaxxxx
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GODBLESS GONE TOO SOON ANGEL
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Belinda Williams 3 weeks ago

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God’s Lent Child
“I’ll lend you for a little while
A child of mine” God said –
For you to love the while he lives
And mourn for when he’s dead.
It may be one or seven years
Or twenty two or three
But will you, till I call him back,
Take care of him for me?

He’ll bring his charms to gladden you
And, should his stay be brief,
You’ll have his nicest memories
As solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return
But, there are lessons taught below,
I want this child to learn.

I’ve looked the whole world over,
In my search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd life’s lane
I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love?
Nor think the labour vain,
Nor hate me when I come to take
This lent child back again?

I fancied that I heard them say,
“Dear Lord Thy Will Be Done”
For all the joys thy child will bring
The risk of grief we’ll run.
We’ll shelter him with tenderness,
We’ll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we’ve known
Forever grateful stay.
But, should thy Angels call for him
Much sooner than we planned,
We’ll brave the grief that comes
And try to understand…..

Unknown

Love Mary xxxx

Mary Thong-Garner June 29, 2009

dear God,take a message,To our dearest in heaven above,Tell them how much we miss them,And give them all our love, love always halina x

Halina A. And Her Angels June 28, 2009