Memorial service for 4 RCMP officers

spring05

The pain of our loss is beyond anything we could
> have ever imagined. Over
> and over again people tell us that they could never
0 y5 W" L# c0 k$ o5 ?! K' x2 r> begin to understand the
! @7 e0 {! l+ ^' g0 o* u> depth of our loss. That is true. But we know of One
( |9 c' f2 l& O> who does understand and
$ o# p5 ~" A' h# `# n% w> feel our pain because He lost His son, too. It
. c& M/ f4 X8 A& j- u, s> happened when God gave the
- N& {7 i6 }3 J$ U  g8 J" T> sinless life of His son ant the cross to redeem
> sinful lives and to purchase
> forgiveness for us all. There days later, He raised
> His son from the dead
> and conquered death. It is though this event where
> human history was
5 B+ X) U, n$ m: v7 X" [/ S> intersected by divine grace and mercy that we have
* |0 M7 W8 ^  b- E( |/ @> hope. This hope, that's
> what's sustaining us. It's not an idle wish, but a
+ e; O  s- L1 m" i> certainty based on the
8 d4 J) `9 T, c) K> promise of God. And this hope fills us with eager
> anticipation and a longing
$ L1 H9 H" S4 p: I4 n. k> for the time when we shall be forever with the Lord.
> It is this hope that
> will ease the pain of our loss, as the Prince of
* B' Y6 n# l& D* i1 _- S+ s> Peace comes to our hearts
> and says to be still and know that I am God.
>
> Peter told me a year ago, "Dad, if something ever
> happens to me, I want
6 }7 \$ u8 j$ f1 x3 N> people to hear about Jesus and to hear about hope."
>
> Constable Peter Schiemann, my son, I carried out
% g$ ]$ h: y" ?+ h) n> your wish this afternoon.
% s) G/ Z, Q, H( E$ k2 Z>
> Peter, we will see you in heaven, but we can hardly
> wait.