I miss your face Holy Father, sadness over takes me, and I cry, but I know your exactly where you want and deserve to be. In the house of Our Lord God. I can see you sitting there with our beautiful Queen of Heaven, and I know your body no longer hurts and there will be no more pain from this world what-so-ever, and my heart rejoyces for you. Because of your love Holy Father I came back to the church. I, along with millions of other people sat vigial outside your bedroom window while you prepared to go home. "Be Not Afraid", was the 1st thing you taught us. It was also the last thing you taught us. I was beginning to be afraid of my own death, until I watched you do it. Now I know we have nothing to fear.
I miss your face Holy Father...but I will see you again, in the house of of Lord