Memorial service for 4 RCMP officers

spring05

The pain of our loss is beyond anything we could
* P) V% E3 N: Z) b> have ever imagined. Over
0 B1 M8 S  K  `! _> and over again people tell us that they could never
4 P9 |  v8 W0 s8 A. u4 Y$ D> begin to understand the
> depth of our loss. That is true. But we know of One
> who does understand and
4 H, I4 H" J, a- T+ ?- I> feel our pain because He lost His son, too. It
  x- i* F. e( K( h> happened when God gave the
6 b' f9 q( D5 n4 }> sinless life of His son ant the cross to redeem
> sinful lives and to purchase
' |/ X  R' C, z! G# w> forgiveness for us all. There days later, He raised
$ V3 Y+ e. t) D/ k> His son from the dead
+ @; B1 w! s9 b& T& O> and conquered death. It is though this event where
& _% i8 W# w$ z$ A! ~> human history was
1 _- u* O9 x: N  A' T6 g( Z! b% t7 g> intersected by divine grace and mercy that we have
> hope. This hope, that's
> what's sustaining us. It's not an idle wish, but a
> certainty based on the
> promise of God. And this hope fills us with eager
; ^% P4 `$ H4 s+ v> anticipation and a longing
> for the time when we shall be forever with the Lord.
> It is this hope that
> will ease the pain of our loss, as the Prince of
* N( F( r4 I- D> Peace comes to our hearts
8 P* X, }4 a, F7 ^3 h' V1 Q> and says to be still and know that I am God.
>
> Peter told me a year ago, "Dad, if something ever
> happens to me, I want
7 M) W, e! b! t( J3 `0 C! j> people to hear about Jesus and to hear about hope."
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' B7 f+ Z4 s5 U  D- m( P> Constable Peter Schiemann, my son, I carried out
> your wish this afternoon.
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> Peter, we will see you in heaven, but we can hardly
> wait.