“Sin has lost its power
Death has lost its sting
From the grave you’ve risen
Into marvelous light I’m running
Out of darkness out of shame
By the cross you are the truth
You are the life, you are the way.”
We love you Warren Austin Barfield with every fiber of our being. We stretch our necks as far as they can stretch – Looking up toward that eastern sky – Listening for the sound of the trumpet –
Until that day, Dear Jesus, help us to be steadfast, immovable and always looking for ways to make much of YOUR NAME!
I tell you this, brothers: flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God, nor does the perishable inherit the imperishable. Behold! I tell you a mystery. We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed,
In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised imperishable, and we shall be changed. For this perishable body must put on the imperishable, and this mortal body must put on immortality. When the perishable puts on the imperishable, and the mortal puts on immortality, then shall come to pass the saying that is written:
“Death is swallowed up in victory.”
“O death, where is your victory?
O death, where is your sting?”
The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law.
But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
Therefore, my beloved brothers, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain.
1 Corinthians 15:50-58
Julie, I was making Christmas photos of my grandchildren in front of the Christmas tree the day you buried your precious Warren. I am a member at Houston’s First and have followed your blog. I just want you to know Warren’s name and your families names are written in my Bible. I continue to pray and thank God that Warren is safely Home! The Lord is with you and you are making a difference by being authentic in your grief! 💔🙏❤️🌦🏡🙌
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Judy, I’m Jim McCracken, Julie’s dad. Your 2019 response to Julie’s blog touched this granddad. Someone just recently asked how they might love me well. I probably pondered an inordinate length of time. I just had never been asked about “loving me well”. I told our young friend this…”love my wife…love my kids…love my grands…and love my church. Judy, thanks for loving me by loving my Julie well😊💙❤️