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Jack's Prayer



Today I will let go
and trust in
Jesus,
myself,
and tomorrow

Armed with faith
hope and love
I will do
impossible things
boldly

Rene ~ March 2013

In Memory of Jack Donaldson

I just noticed that "Jack's Prayer" is my 333rd post :)


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  1. Brian MillerMarch 19, 2013 at 9:34 AM

    often it is in the letting go
    that we are able to do those great things...
    smiles.

    be bold.

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  2. PearlMarch 19, 2013 at 10:48 AM

    Well I don't have anything to add after Brian!

    RIP, Jack.

    Pearl

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  3. PearlMarch 19, 2013 at 10:52 AM

    Awww, Rene. Went there. Read it. For cryin' out loud, how absolutely horrible. Poor Jack. Poor Anna.

    So well written -- and closer than I can imagine getting...

    Pearl

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    1. UnknownMarch 19, 2013 at 11:29 AM


      I have never met Anna or her son, Jack but Something about that kid inspires me on a daily basis.
      Really.
      There is no quitting or dogging that last quarter mile when he's in my head.

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  4. Sherry Blue SkyMarch 19, 2013 at 8:42 PM

    Yes. And all will be well, kiddo!

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  5. ShellyMarch 20, 2013 at 1:07 AM

    Wow. After reading In Memory of Jack, I am also moved by Jack's Prayer. Amen for us all.

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  6. Anna Whiston-DonaldsonMarch 20, 2013 at 2:45 PM

    This is beautiful! Thank you so much! I'm so glad he's in your head and in your heart.

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