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
- Y' u3 c* |5 `) U; s# P> begin to understand the
3 q$ c' Z9 {% r> depth of our loss. That is true. But we know of One
> who does understand and
> feel our pain because He lost His son, too. It
/ n0 I9 S' b! t& y' j> happened when God gave the
9 a; M2 s% D2 T! Z+ |+ W> sinless life of His son ant the cross to redeem
> sinful lives and to purchase
" k% V3 \5 I" F3 P1 j  p> 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
. z* g' O( @+ ^> intersected by divine grace and mercy that we have
> hope. This hope, that's
& f+ ]  |7 U! V+ p) t) e; s8 I$ W> what's sustaining us. It's not an idle wish, but a
& F, |2 B. V5 ~0 o> certainty based on the
> promise of God. And this hope fills us with eager
! G) V- e1 O! N9 M% ?' j5 o> anticipation and a longing
> 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
> 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
9 c& \- H- ^. @> happens to me, I want
> people to hear about Jesus and to hear about hope."
>
> Constable Peter Schiemann, my son, I carried out
' l/ @; M& y( G7 c  u6 Z> your wish this afternoon.
>
4 T* r4 y, @8 |" U8 [1 u> Peter, we will see you in heaven, but we can hardly
; Y; n( ^2 e7 T. }& b; ]> wait.