{"id":753,"date":"2017-04-17T12:54:54","date_gmt":"2017-04-17T17:54:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/?p=753"},"modified":"2017-04-17T13:01:42","modified_gmt":"2017-04-17T18:01:42","slug":"meeting-at-the-farmhouse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/2017\/04\/17\/meeting-at-the-farmhouse\/","title":{"rendered":"Meeting at the Farmhouse"},"content":{"rendered":"
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This is written in memory of my dear friend, Phyllis\u00a0Porter Dolislager’s mother, Eleanor. She passed away Easter Sunday, April 16, 2017.<\/h6>\n
Born in the season that celebrates the birth of baby Jesus, Eleanor, came into the world. And now all these ninety something years later, she leaves this world at the season of the celebrated resurrection of Christ Jesus, as was her prayer. She\u2019s not dead she\u2019s alive!<\/h6>\n
I can imagine as she walks into heaven, there is her family. She sees Darcy, her husband, and\u00a0the love of her life, known to her\u00a0in the former world.<\/h6>\n
He\u2019s standing in the fields where a little farmhouse sits. Blue lights all around sparkle and twinkle just for her. Darcy waves and runs to greet her with a kiss. They turn, and then, she sees Jesus face to face\u2026<\/h6>\n
\u201cWelcome home daughter.\u201d Jesus smiles and embraces her.<\/h6>\n
All the ones who had gotten there before her, gathers around, to celebrate the new arrival.<\/h6>\n
Darcy says, \u201cWe don\u2019t milk cows here, just wait til you see<\/h6>\n
Buttercup our cow,\u00a0and Bessie our horse,\u00a0are here, they not only talk, they sing with glee\u2026<\/h6>\n
And hoeing and plowing Oh that\u2019s absurd\u2026<\/h6>\n
We all laugh with pure joy, as we listen to the Word<\/em>\u2026<\/h6>\n
These blue lights are shining to welcome you home\u2026<\/h6>\n
To comfort you in this place where you knew you belonged\u2026<\/h6>\n
Meeting at the farmhouse was the setting we chose \u2018cause heaven is home<\/h6>\n
Like everyone, knows\u2026<\/h6>\n
You\u2019re home now\u2026<\/h6>\n
Come on let\u2019s go\u2026<\/h6>\n
There\u2019s so many things you\u2019re gona love, I know…<\/h6>\n
I can\u2019t wait to show you, I can\u2019t wait for you to see\u2026<\/h6>\n
I\u2019m so happy you\u2019re finally home with me\u2026\u201d<\/h6>\n
Eyes wide open, heart set free\u2026<\/h6>\n
\u201cOh, Darcy, all this just for me?<\/h6>\n
The Farmhouse is just as I remember<\/h6>\n
All our family and friends, love tender,<\/h6>\n
And look, we\u2019re all young, and the colors so vivid<\/h6>\n
I can see without blurred vision<\/h6>\n
I can run without\u00a0labored breath\u2026<\/h6>\n
The music and the singing well, it\u2019s just heavenly\u2026<\/h6>\n
Look at the animals and the trees and the hollyhock, flowers\u2026<\/h6>\n
Brooks and streams, mountains that tower…<\/h6>\n
Glistening rain drops and the sunshine, what power…<\/h6>\n
Now I know I\u2019m in heaven and I’m far above\u2026<\/h6>\n
All the\u00a0pain,\u00a0and sadness, there’s only love\u2026pure love.<\/h6>\n
It\u2019s just as we were told\u2026<\/h6>\n
Behold,<\/h6>\n
As it was written, Eyes have not seen, nor ear heard, neither has entered into the heart of man <\/em>the things which God has prepared for those that love him. <\/em>1 Corinthians 2:9 King James Version (KJV)<\/em><\/strong><\/h6>\n
–Marla Shaw O\u2019Neill April 17, 2017<\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

This is written in memory of my dear friend, Phyllis\u00a0Porter Dolislager’s mother, Eleanor. She passed away Easter Sunday, April 16, 2017. Born in the season that celebrates the birth of baby Jesus, Eleanor, came into the world. And now all these ninety something years later, she leaves this world at the season of the celebrated…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":true,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-753","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8aPxH-c9","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/753","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=753"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/753\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":758,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/753\/revisions\/758"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=753"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=753"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=753"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}