Life and Times of BAILEY.

Jan 09 2010
This blog post is dedicated to Bruce Cranford Magee.  I am so thankful for you.  That I knew you.  Your vice is what killed you.  Your faith and love relationship with the  one true God Jesus Christ is what saved you.  You were not an acoholic.  You were and are a saint.  A child of the most high God.  And for a Child of the most high God “neither death, nor life, nor anything else in all creation can seperate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Rom 8:39
Today I got to spread your ashes at the pacific ocean right next to ledbetter with a bunch of your old friends who shared about all your corky sayings, style, travels, poetry, and most of all your faith.  Some of your ashes got in my eye. That was weird, but all that is left of your earthly body now is ash.  You are now in your heavenly body. You are no longer in a place where you have to suffer. No more hip problems. Every tear is wiped away.  All you have to do is bask in the clear clean river of God’s love.
I cought some fun waves in your honor.  You made me cry today.  Thanks again.

This blog post is dedicated to Bruce Cranford Magee. I am so thankful for you. That I knew you. Your vice is what killed you. Your faith and love relationship with the one true God Jesus Christ is what saved you.  You were not an acoholic.  You were and are a saint.  A child of the most high God.  And for a Child of the most high God “neither death, nor life, nor anything else in all creation can seperate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Rom 8:39

Today I got to spread your ashes at the pacific ocean right next to ledbetter with a bunch of your old friends who shared about all your corky sayings, style, travels, poetry, and most of all your faith.  Some of your ashes got in my eye. That was weird, but all that is left of your earthly body now is ash.  You are now in your heavenly body. You are no longer in a place where you have to suffer. No more hip problems. Every tear is wiped away.  All you have to do is bask in the clear clean river of God’s love.

I cought some fun waves in your honor.  You made me cry today.  Thanks again.

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