Dear Friends, fellow Jehovah's Witnesses, please tell me a Scripture to deal with the death of a loved one?

sister I am so sorry about your husband. I also lost my husband five years ago to ms. we where married 35 years. I miss him so much but with Jehovah and Jesus in my life and the brothers and sisters, we can keep going. I have a daughter who is mentally handicapped, and my youngest son has cp, he is a brother. my favorite one in the bible is Revelation 21 verses 3 and 4

I'm sorry to read of your loss as i went through the loss of my wife three yrs ago to cancer. I will not share any Bible verses with you as your understanding of scripture differs from me.But would like to share a story i was told by a nurse when i was recovering from minor surgery. This nurse told me she was a avowed atheist her whole life until she became a Nurse. She said she witnessed so many actions by patients as they died and watching them talk to people her family members said there was no way the dieing person could have known them and in some cases the sudden glow and excitement when some people as they died reported a Angel or a family member who had passed and the joy that showed as they died at that moment. May the peace of Christ be with you.

I am so sorry I lost my best friend too,my pioneer partner and the love of my life my 19 year old son.Death is truly our enemy.The friends came in and took care of me.I was totally helpless and Jehovah gave me everything in abundance that I needed there was nothing lacking.But it takes time and a lot of prayer to deal with the pain.Read the brochure when someone you love dies,it is not important that you have read it before it will help you through all the emotional steps you will be facing. My favorite scripture is (Romans 8:35-39) Who will separate us from the love of the Christ? Will tribulation or distress or persecution or hunger or nakedness or danger or sword? 36 Just as it is written: “For your sake we are being put to death all day long, we have been accounted as sheep for slaughtering.” 37 To the contrary, in all these things we are coming off completely victorious through him that loved us. 38 For I am convinced that neither death nor life nor angels nor governments nor things now here nor things to come nor powers 39 nor height nor depth nor any other creation will be able to separate us from God’s love that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

May Jehovah bless and keep you my dearest sister,Philea' Gina

Understanding that death is an enemy, and Jehovah's great love for his people was a great help to me.

I also appreciated that Jesus wept with Lazarus' sisters, even when he knew that he was about to resurrect him.

Also knowing that they are asleep in death, awaiting the resurrection is a testimony to the wonderful God we worship.

To your loved one, he will awaken as if no time had passed.

Seeing your loved one again, only they will have no pain.

Plan to share with them the many wonderful experiences that you've had as you survive the Great Day of Jehovah.

I'm sorry to hear of your loss, but happy you have Jehovah helping you cope.

agape

Terry

And I saw a new heaven and a new earth; for the former heaven and the former earth had passed away, and the sea is no more. 2 I saw also the holy city, New Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God and prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. 3 With that I heard a loud voice from the throne say: “Look! The tent of God is with mankind, and he will reside with them, and they will be his peoples. And God himself will be with them. 4 And he will wipe out every tear from their eyes, and death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be anymore. The former things have passed away.”

Revelation 21:1-4

My condolences Sis. We have much to look forward to in the new system. What a wonderful God we have in Jehovah. Agape, Cookie

*** g79 7/22 p. 15 Life After Death—A Sure Hope ***

“Jesus said to her, ‘Didn’t I tell you that you would see God’s glory if you believed?’ They took the stone away. Jesus looked up and said, ‘I thank you, Father, that you listen to me. I know that you always listen to me, but I say this for the sake of the people here, so that they will believe that you sent me.’ After he had said this, he called out in a loud voice, ‘Lazarus, come out!’ He came out, his hands and feet wrapped in grave cloths, and with a cloth around his face. ‘Untie him,’ Jesus told them, ‘and let him go.’”—John 11:7-44, “Today’s English Version.”

We have this sure hope. It's totally understandable that you feel an unbelievable loss, but we have an unbreakable promise of a Resurrection that we look forward to, which helps us to deal with the death of our lifelong partners. David is sleeping for just a few 'hours' and Jehovah knows what you are dealing with during that time. Please lean on Jehovah and your Brothers and Sisters as He makes all things ready for us to welcome him when he awakes! Agape', Suzette.

To be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord.

So sorry for you.I lost mom 7 months ago and it is still hard.I miss her so bad but I know shes not suffering and all tears have been wiped away.Much love to you during this hard time in your life.

Isaiah 57:1.2, 'The righteous perish and no one ponders in his heart; devout men are taken away and no one understands that the righteous are taken away to be spared from evil. Those who walk uprightly enter into peace; they find rest as they lie in death.'

May God bless you and your family with much needed comfort in this difficult time.

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A Memorial

In the Texas panhandle near the town of Hereford is an even smaller town called Earth. It was between these towns, that a cemetery lies, like a tiny island of shrubs, trees and stones in an otherwise empty sea of open farmland and prairie. I was there only once; as a teenager when I was at the funeral of a relative. After the funeral I wandered away from everyone else to look around.. The only sound was the prairie wind singing a lullaby through the leaves of the trees, like the shadows in my heart, and as I listened and felt it's comforting touch, I looked around and noticed a beautiful marble headstone almost as tall as me, and on it there was an old black and white photograph inside a little hinged door. In the picture was a pretty dark haired girl with big dark eyes: she was born in May, 1914; died September, 1918. The personal inscription read something like "Here lies our little girl, who died in 1918 of the Spanish Flu, we will love her for always, and hope that God remembers her too."

We refer to the science of remembering as mnemonics. One place in the bible where this word is also used is at John 5:28, 29 "Do not marvel at this, because the hour is coming in which all those in the memorial tombs will hear his voice and come out." The original Greek word is mnēmei´on, is derived from the verb meaning "to remember" or "to memorialize." Some Bible translations may render this Greek word by the one word "tomb" in English, but the word "tomb" does not fully express the meaning of the original Greek word because "tomb" in the Greek is derived from the verb that means "to cut, to hew, or to dig." But the Greek word mnēmei´on includes the thought of being remembered or of remembrance. Jesus did not use the plural of the Greek word ta´phos, which means "grave" or "burial ground." The thought here is that everyone who is in the memory of God will live again.The reason why this memorial of a little girl has a special meaning to me now is because not only of the empathy I have for others, but also because of the link with my Father. The Spanish flu was a terrible plague that swept around the world , and within a few months in the fall of 1918 it killed at least 20 million people. At the time that little girl was dying, my grandmother was dying too. She was pregnant with my Father and he was born two months premature. As she lay on her deathbed she made her sister promise to help take care of Peter, her oldest son, Paul, the next son, and John, who was my Father and who had just been born. She didn't know that Peter had already died. My grandmother and uncle were buried in unmarked graves, Paul was raised by his father, and my father was adopted by his aunt. They were poor people who got by doing odd jobs and farm work and lived in a covered wagon for four years. They did have a hard time keeping a premature baby alive, and more so since he was allergic to milk. At some point in his childhood he had scarlet fever so bad that it turned one of his brown eyes blue. He only had a third grade education before he left school to work and he grew up in the depression. 

I was the sixth of seven children and when I was 8 he was in an accident when a train hit his pickup, and he was thrown twenty feet and broke his head open. My mother, because of her religious beliefs, refused to give permission for a blood transfusion, so he was left in the hallway to die. The nurses could not even change his bandages without permission from a doctor. My mother had only completed a seventh grade education and had never worked outside of the home, and there were still six kids living at home. All the older kids were there along with my mother and there was nothing that they could do . However our friends found a doctor in Houston who was willing to drop everything in his own practice, fly to Amarillo, pro bono, and work without blood to save my father's life.My oldest sister is not religious at all but she said that the doors suddenly burst open and the man in a white coat looked like an angel, and without a pause he started to take charge and give orders and the nurses rushed around to follow his instructions

. The other doctors said that he wouldn't live, when he did live they said that he would never wake from his coma, when he did wake up they said that he would never walk again. One day , according to the story my sister tells, a big black nurse came into the room where he had been lying in for some weeks, and she had a broom in her hand. She said "Are you just going to lie there? I need some HELP!!" My father struggled to sit up, then he managed to get off the bed and took the broom from her. He wasn't showing off. It never occurred to him in his entire life to try and impress other people. The reason he got out of that bed was because he really believed that this lady needed help, and he never turned down the opportunity to get to know other people or to help them if he could, and

Sorry for your loss sis,my heart goes out to you.

Isaiah 25:8,9

Agape

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