We all went over to St. Ingbert today to visit my Omi's grave. I am thankful to know that she made a profession of faith in Christ during her visit to the US when I was born. Although I did not know her very well, I remember telling her I loved her on the phone in German when I was very little, and I remember her sending a big box of German chocolates every Christmas.
But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day; the saints triumphant rise in bright array;
the King of glory passes on His way,
Alleluia! Alleluia!
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