Memorial service for 4 RCMP officers

spring05

The pain of our loss is beyond anything we could
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3 a8 @& t* E, q; Y> and over again people tell us that they could never
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' L; Z3 a8 B8 Y% r1 P8 ]> depth of our loss. That is true. But we know of One
> who does understand and
2 G! [+ o2 X+ S> feel our pain because He lost His son, too. It
7 k" O2 k$ Y0 |$ }! {1 N  B  R> happened when God gave the
> sinless life of His son ant the cross to redeem
> sinful lives and to purchase
> forgiveness for us all. There days later, He raised
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5 r! \$ ?; G/ X7 v* f: U7 K8 O9 [> and conquered death. It is though this event where
> human history was
8 c3 K. r1 W7 q9 e2 R: Y5 A- k) t> 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
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* F; F! D% M& b$ j; ?4 C9 _' z- m> promise of God. And this hope fills us with eager
> anticipation and a longing
# A* d& c3 W" N7 M8 M6 B( B> for the time when we shall be forever with the Lord.
5 n9 c: d  r# a+ j% C# p> It is this hope that
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> Peace comes to our hearts
> and says to be still and know that I am God.
>
> Peter told me a year ago, "Dad, if something ever
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  ~3 j+ }& I7 N' [/ R  I> 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
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