My Sweet John John, your season on this earth is past; your mortal endeavors are over and done. Sadness appears on earth for us who loved and cherished you; but the season for rejoicing and singing has come for you.
As I spend time on this earth I have found that God's hand leads us through the winds of change. God does not work on our time table, but God's timing is always perfect, for what he has awaiting you.
Son, I found a Bible verse in Isaiah 55:12 that describes the way I saw you go forth to our Heavenly Father;
"For ya shall go out with joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills shall break forth before you go into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands."
Oh, my little John John I am so sad, your sweet smile is out of my view, and I will miss you so, but I will miss you always!
Sometime the Lord with stop the earthly train that our family is riding, taking a family member off and putting them on an airplane, He needs them home sooner than the rest of us, but when we arrive at our destination, there you will be with that sweet smile with arms reaching out for me.
Till we meet again, I will cherish my memories of you.
Your Grandmother, Grandma Ray
