Calling My Angels Home.

We are sent to this earth, and one day our Father in Heaven will call us back. For some our mortal journey is long, hard but worthwhile, and for some our adventure is cut short for no apparent reason. My heart breaks today as my small town lost 4 amazing teenagers with such a bright future in their paths. Renzo, Clay, Jorden, and Denae will be greatly missed by all. They brought such a light into this world. Their call came last night, they were needed somewhere else.
It hurts to say goodbye, and think into the future or the past right now, but I am grateful I will see them again. My heart aches for the families who lost their children in this horrible accident.

Renzo was a great friend to all who knew him, he went out of his way to make people feel special and brighten their day just a tiny bit even if it's something as small as asking them on a date. He was so friendly and cheerful. I will miss seeing his face, and getting his facebook messages that he misses me. His best friend Clay was the same way, though he seems shy when you first meet him he sure can liven up a car when he is dressed like a Mexican dancer!
I didn't know Jorden very well, but I do know she is a daughter of God, and she had a great laugh and a fun personality to be around. I will miss Denae, when her and my sister would hang out she would always talk to me as if I was her older sister, I served as a Laurel president and grew to love everyone I served. She was one of them. She was inviting, loving, friendly, and honest. She will be greatly missed as will all those whose lives where taken today.

I know the Lord has a plan for them, something bigger than they ever did with themselves. It is hard to say goodbye to them. I'm comforted only by the fact that I know one day I will see them again. Renzo, keep up the work, this gospel is true, this is a greater mission. I still have a date waiting for you! I will see you on the other side!

The source for my comfort.

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