St John's Episcopal Church

No matter the angle, the church was beautiful. The gardens were especially nice with a great entrance poem stating~

VADE ME CUMM

(Your *Go With Me*)

Your own bible is your tour guide to *go with you* as you grow through the Garden of Eden! Enter in Peace! Genesis 2:15

My favorite, St Francis, who wrote this poem

(I first read it when I was 9, it is still the most significant I've read yet)

Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace;
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood, as to understand;
to be loved, as to love;
for it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.
Amen.

The journey is almost complete, John has hand carried his father's cremains from Georgia to Oklahoma, now delivering him to the Church the Meachams attended, grew up in, all still in Norman. John is actually holding his Dad here.

Father Dwight and Twila, who conducted the service, which was most touching as
John's Dad has at last joined his Mom as they both desired and planned.
John put the cover back on the Niche, which was special as it was the one last thing he could do for them.
Mission Accomplished!