The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures; He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul; He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil; for thou art with me thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies; Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. Amen.
Loving God, a candle burns in my heart and warms my soul. It never flickers. It never wanes. It is the memory of those I love, Barbara Anne Richards, Billy Sanner Gurry, and Steven Arthur Gurry, who are now at home with you. I ask you to keep them close to your heart. Keep them in the bright flame of your love. As I prepare for my own journey, help me to understand death as but a doorway to new and eternal life.
My beautiful mother passed away today. I am heartbroken. I will miss you my dearest and sweet mother. She was born in Vallejo, Ca as Barbara Anne Richards on May 21, 1928. She married my father Billy Sanner Gurry in 1946.
I am in the back row with Steven who passed away this year also. Sharyne is in the front row, Mother is holding Kathy's hand and holding our brother Richard. Thank you Richard for calling me. I love you. 
"In my Father's house are many mansions." "If it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also."
Almighty Father, eternal God, hear my prayer for my mother Barbara Gurry whom you have called from this life to Yourself. Grant her light, happiness, and peace. Let her pass in safety through the gates of death, and live forever with all Your saints in the light You promised to Abraham and to all his descendants in faith. Guard her from all harm and on that great day of resurrection and reward raise her up with all Your saints. Pardon her sins and give her eternal life in Your kingdom. We ask this through Christ our Lord. Amen.
Lord God, You commanded us to honor our parents. Kindly have mercy toward the souls of my father and mother; forgive them their sins and allow me to see them again in the joy of Eternal Light! Through Christ, Our Lord. Amen.
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other. Then someone at my side says, "There, she is gone." "Gone where?" Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side, and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port. Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says, "There, she is gone!" there are other eyes watching her coming, and there are other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!" And that is dying.
- Henry van Dyke (1852 – 1933) American author, educator, and clergyman (emailed to me from Denise)
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