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Queen Esther

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  1. Hello  my  dear  Brother  @Peter Kutzer-Salm :)  Thank  you  very  much  for  the  nice  comment !  I'm  just  in  a  longer  Camping - holiday  in  the  Lüneburger Heide...  but  I  am  online  with  flatrates;  NO  problem.  I  write  you  tmw  bec.  this  translating.  Its  a  nice  idea  translate  it  into  German.  But  its  not  easy  I  think  bec. he  put  it  into  English  rhymes....  But  you  are  an  old  hand :D  very  good !   More  tmw  in  PN !   Best  wishes  from  Queenie Esther :x

  2. Thank  you,  dear  sister  Annie :)  Yes,  thats  true,  we  all  have  this  BIG  hope,  THE  BEST  TIME  IS STILL  COMING....  Lets  stay  firm  and  loyal  in  the  TRUTH :x  then  we  have  the  chance,  Jehovah  will  awake  us,  by  longer  waiting  -  And  in  the  need,  we  can  driving  comfy  in  the  Paradise -Train  >>>>>>>>> :D

    My  best  wishes  to  you  from  Germany !

  3. Thats  right  yes,  all  JW  looking  interested  to  the  stage,  understand  the  Brother !   Deaf  JW  are  different  to  hearing  JW...  other  culture  -  but  of  course  the  same  goal !   Small  Assembly,  I  not  believe,  bec. 1400 ! attendees :)  Yes,  the  granny  or  mom  ( unseen )  probable  belongs to  the  very  young  sister :x

    A  very  nice  picture !   May  Jehovah  bless  them  all ❤   I  love  Deafies  alot :D  bec. my  Brother  and  friends...  I  learned  a  little  DGS  in  the  past  and  ASL  last  time !  Sorry,  in  my  current  town  we  have  no  SL  CONG. :(  only  60 km  distantly.   Thanks  for  your  comment  @Bible Speaks :x  Best  wishes  from  Germany

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    Another  POEM  I  found....

    The train to the Paradise

    On the death bed for cessation, a platform free from brawl,
    I perceive in peace my debilitating breath.
    And give off a brief one as I hear my call,
    The one from the train to the paradise.

    My soul boards it on, waving a good-bye to my body and kins.
    The journey commences, the patrons graciously welcome me with smiles.
    I gladly accept the offered window seat to witness the realm free from sins,
    Inhaling the pristine air of contentment.

    Breaching the clouds, up above the sky we go,
    The chirping of birds, the whistle of the engine a merry music to our ears.
    The spruce of blossoms of all the shades that we know,
    A pleasant company all along the path.

    The track so well embellished with assorted vines.
    The aroma of satiation by the sight of mighty green grooves,
    The breathtaking millisecond vision sends shivers down our spines,
    Of the fiery magnificent flight of the phoenix.

    Revelation of the antiquities, is more a shocking miracle than delight.
    The Unicorn's excursion although contradicts it being mystique.
    Is crystal clear to our eyes, to our intellects with dynamic energy we are forced to fight.
    Such is the greatness of the train journey.

    The train ceases and the Train-master affirms the journey concludes at the moment.
    My face dims down, I wish it would go on forever.
    My most awaited end I've reached, but a great transition is encountered by my temperament.
    Once, only for once again,
    I want to travel in 'The train to the Paradise'.

    Copyright © Nishant Patil | Year Posted 2015

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    Monday, July 24.

    Ponder over these things; be absorbed in them.—1 Tim. 4:15.

    We need time to meditate as we prepare to conduct a Bible study. With each student in mind, we might think of a viewpoint question or an illustration to help the student make progress. Time spent in this way can be most refreshing, as pondering over these things strengthens our own faith and helps us to conduct our Bible studies with greater effectiveness and enthusiasm. The same is true when we prepare our heart to go out in the field service. (Ezra 7:10) Reading a chapter from the Bible book of Acts will “stir up like a fire” our enthusiasm for the ministry. Meditating on Bible verses we intend to use that day and the publications we plan to offer will help us carry out our privilege of service. (2 Tim. 1:6) Think about the people in the territory and what may arouse their interest. All such preparation will move us to witness effectively “with a demonstration of spirit and power” from the Word of God.—1 Cor. 2:4. w15 10/15 4:9

    https://wol.jw.org/en/wol/dt/r1/lp-e/2017/7/24

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    I hope, this poem will comfort the bereaved ones, who read it....

    I was moved to write this poem during the summer of 1998 while in the depths of grief due to the loss of my dear Mother in May, 1998. I was told about an illustration a circuit overseer related at an assembly. He said that we are on a train destined for the new world. However, many of our friends are getting tired and going to sleep. When that happens on a literal train, you are taken to the sleep-car. They are in the sleep-car, riding right along with us to Paradise. I felt this is a more comforting mental picture than that of my Mama lying in a box at the cemetery.  By  Ruth  Bohonsuik.

    THE PARADISE TRAIN©
    By Ruth Bohonsuik
    We're on a forward moving train to Paradise,
    Whose passengers are booked for eternal life.
    However, some on that train get sick and fall asleep.
    They're sent to the sleep-car so they can rest in peace.
    They are still on our train,
    Riding with us - as we go.
    Our destination is Paradise,
    Only then will it unload.
    The Great Crowd is conducted off the train,
    Then Christ Jesus, our Master, speaks,
    To those in the sleep-car - "come on out,"
    The time has come for the end of all grief.
    Our loved ones are finally awakened,
    And received with unspeakable delight,
    Known only to those who are faithful,
    And preserved through Armageddon's fight.
    The depth of sadness and grief once known,
    As promised, is matched by joy untold.
    Never again by death will loved ones be severed.
    Together we praise, the Great Jehovah forever.
    The things we will do! Ah! The plans we will make.
    Unhindered by illness, pain, sadness, or aches.
    Fear will be gone, that enemy death is no more,
    Are some of the things our dear Father has in store.
    In the name of Christ Jesus, your Only Begotten Son,
    We prayerfully thank you Jehovah, for you are the One,
    Who lovingly arranged for us to come aboard this train,
    That safely transported us,   'From  Paradise  Lost  to  Paradise  Regained'.

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    I hope this poem will comfort the bereaved ones who read it.   

    I was moved to write this poem during the summer of 1998 while in the depths of grief due to the loss of my dear Mother in May, 1998. I was told about an illustration a circuit overseer related at an assembly. He said that we are on a train destined for the new world. However, many of our friends are getting tired and going to sleep. When that happens on a literal train, you are taken to the sleep-car. They are in the sleep-car, riding right along with us to Paradise. I felt this is a more comforting mental picture than that of my Mama lying in a box at the cemetery.  By Ruth Bohonsuik

    THE PARADISE TRAIN©
    By Ruth Bohonsuik
    We're on a forward moving train to Paradise,
    Whose passengers are booked for eternal life.
    However, some on that train get sick and fall asleep.
    They're sent to the sleep-car so they can rest in peace.
    They are still on our train,
    Riding with us - as we go.
    Our destination is Paradise,
    Only then will it unload.
    The Great Crowd is conducted off the train,
    Then Christ Jesus, our Master, speaks,
    To those in the sleep-car - "come on out,"
    The time has come for the end of all grief.
    Our loved ones are finally awakened,
    And received with unspeakable delight,
    Known only to those who are faithful,
    And preserved through Armageddon's fight.
    The depth of sadness and grief once known,
    As promised, is matched by joy untold.
    Never again by death will loved ones be severed.
    Together we praise, the Great Jehovah forever.
    The things we will do! Ah! The plans we will make.
    Unhindered by illness, pain, sadness, or aches.
    Fear will be gone, that enemy death is no more,
    Are some of the things our dear Father has in store.
    In the name of Christ Jesus, your Only Begotten Son,
    We prayerfully thank you Jehovah, for you are the One,
    Who lovingly arranged for us to come aboard this train,
    That safely transported us,  'From  Paradise  Lost  to  Paradise  Regained'.

    THANKS  OUR  DEAR  SISTER   RUTH  BOHUNSUIK :x

     

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