In loving memory of my mother, Luz de Castro Soriano. March 15, 1921 to August 4, 1999.

You are listening to... You are at Peace in His Love by Elton Smith & Larry Holder (Cello Introduction) I recall the day Jesus called you home, And He set you free from all the hurt and pain. Now you live with Him In joy that never ends, And one day I know I'll join you there And see you once again. (Chorus) Though for now you're gone, It is just a little while, Till the Lord gathers all up above. As I think of you now, There is comfort and a smile; You're at peace In His love. When you left that day, We had to wonder why -- Still so many things we do not understand. But we trust in God Who makes our lives complete And by faith we carry onward, For our lives are in His hand. (Repeat Chorus) Though for now you're gone, It is just a little while, Till the Lord gathers all up above. As I think of you now, There is comfort and a smile; You're at peace In His love. With the angels you sing In your new-found home, To the One who will dry every tear. One day we will join The chorus up above. We shall all be reunited, And the night shall disappear! (Repeat Chorus Two Times) Though for now you're gone, It is just a little while, Till the Lord gathers all up above. As I think of you now, There is comfort and a smile; You're at peace In His love. (Ending) You're at peace In His love.

He Only Takes the Best God saw she was getting tired and cure was not to be. So He put his arms around her and whispered, "Come with me." With tear-filled eyes we watched her suffer and fade away. Although we loved her deeply, we could not make her stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard-working hands put to rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us He only takes the best.

With her orchids . . .

Togetherness Do not stand at my grave and weep. I'm not there, I do not sleep. I'm a thousand winds that blow. I'm the diamond glint on snow. I'm sunlight on ripened grain. I'm the gentle rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, I'm the swift uplifting rush. Of quiet birds in circled flight. I'm the soft stars that shine in the night. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I'm not there. I did not die.

Happy times.... Golden Wedding Nov. 10, 1995

Life is fragile. Handle with prayer.