"The Gazebo of Love"
(By B.J. Cassady)

2-6-2013 Church Within SOW Seeds Service - Story #722
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Welcome
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Greetings my Dearest Sisters and Brothers, and welcome again to Church Within's Story of the Week ["SOW Seeds”].

This week's SOW Seeds Story, contributed by: Patije

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Story of the Week
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The Gazebo of Love
By B.J. Cassady

She had died of cancer, yet her love burned in my heart. How can one live with such a hole in one's soul? This thought and others swam in my head as I drove to the old southern home that was ours for so many, yet so few years.

The Spanish moss hung on the trees as the moon glistened upon the dew on the soft grass. I got out of the car and walked over to the Gazebo, where we used to chat for hours and look at the moon. Upon occasion, we danced, yes danced, to a waltz or a melody of a faraway place and time.

The night was dark, and the wind was still. The moon was full, lighting up the scene. I sat in the Gazebo and held a photo of my love, longing for one last... what? I do not know.

I heard a small rustling noise from the shadows and turned to see a figure in white, coming from the fog. It was my wife! She looked as beautiful as the day we met. I had tears in my eyes. I started to run toward her, but she shook her head no, as she came to me in the Gazebo.

Where did the music come from? Faint and far away, yet clear and distinct... She took my hand, and we danced. She was warm to the touch, and I held her tight. Her head was on my shoulder, and we both had tears in our eyes. She looked at me for a moment and said, "I have time for this one dance. So remember this, my love, and know this: I will always love you."

We danced... And when the music stopped, she looked at me, turned and lightly walked away into the fog. I smiled and felt a weight lifted from my heart. I knew I could continue on. I knew she loved me.

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Pastor's Quote of the Week
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He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much.

(From: Bessie A. Stanley )

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The Prayer
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Dear God,        
        Your Love is Eternal!

You ALL are Within the Infinitely Loving Embrace of our Universal Parent,

The Creator's Eternal Love to all of You,
Pastor Daniel

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