In Memory of ...

The souls spoke amongst themselves, quietly (occasionally in awe and some wonderment). "It'll be just a moment," Peter said gently. "You're welcome to relax and wander as you like." The first soul was feisty, bold, and laughed loudly as they talked amongst themselves. "I don't know what I expected," the soul said. "I guess, having fought for everything in life, that's all I know; I wonder how long it will take me to just be." "Same," the second soul (humble and elegant) agreed. "I sang my heart out, too, and wondered sometimes if anyone saw me - the real me making a real effort - and here we are. How do you put the fight down?" The third soul nodded, quiet and thoughtful and seeming pale (as some souls can be). "It's a lot to take in," it said. They fell silent as a group of 70 souls floated up to the podium (some large, some small), Peter greeting them with tears of comfort and heartfelt welcome. "Every one of you so loved," they felt a voice say. "Every one of you known for the light you carry, the path you've forged through your gifts and actions, and the miracle you are." When the angels began to sing, it surprised no one to discover they all knew the words.