I was so honored the other day, when a school friend of Deborah's, offered to look into the possibility of a memorial bench placed in Deborah's honor at either Bear Creek Park or Crescent Beach. She says that she would be happy to fund raise and find out the fine details of this initiative. Shining a bright light on depression and mental health issues are a key reason for her pursuit. It is so comforting to know that the youth will carry the torch for this awareness, past our existence. The bench will give rest to weary folks, and a place to reflect, draw nearer to our Higher Power.
I am reminded of how for the first 40 years of Moses' life he thought he was a somebody, for the next 40 years he realized he was a nobody, and during his last 40 years, he realized what God can do with a nobody. We have not arrived as to our full destiny, to the purposes God has for us. Our calling has to be found. I am deeply moved by the love of those around us. Even if it is simply resting at Jesus' feet, that alone is admirable. Our life phases are like a ribbon blowing in the wind. Peaks and valleys; all part of the cycle.
We will let the readers know about the fine details of Deborah's bench as soon as we can.
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