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Diane Holycross posted a condolence
Eulogy of Louise Moore
Play: “I Can Only Imagine� by MercyMe
Thank you all for coming today to honor my Mom. I guarantee that this service will be one you will never forget.
When I first wrote Mom’s eulogy it was in June of this year. You see I had five messages of Mom’s passing. These were in the form of a psychic dream, a waking dream, and messages that were presented to me from my Guardian Angel/spirit guide, and even a visit from Archangel Azrael, the angel of death; who is compassionate, a great listener, and very kind.
The morning of Mom’s passing I had two additional messages. One was from my Guardian Angel, and the other from who I believe to be my Mom’s most beautiful, blonde Guardian Angel.
My Guardian Angel instructed me at 4:30 a.m. to open Mom’s bedroom curtains. He wanted me to let the rising sun into her room. I went downstairs, opened the curtains and checked on Mom, whose breathing was shallow. Then I went upstairs to meditate. During that time Mom’s Guardian Angel said to me, “We have to go now.�
I don’t remember anything until I awoke at 6:30 a.m. to check on Mom. It was apparent that Mom passed peacefully. Her heart stopped; just like I was told by one of my spirit guides a few weeks ago, “Don’t worry, your Mom will pass peacefully from a heart attack.�
Not only am I blessed with spiritual messages, but even more so; because I possess the rare spiritual talent of inter-dimensional travel to the realm of what you know as Heaven. This is not an out-of-body experience or astral travel. My soul and spirit leave my body, completely un-tethered and unafraid, jumping from this dimension to other dimensions.
In Father’s kingdom are many dimensions. In the dimension of Heaven are realms that contain rooms. These rooms have doors. Through these doors reside our loved ones, friends, and pets. To enter these rooms, you must have permission. These are the doors to our inner temple and no one has the right to enter your temple without permission. For this reason, we must invite Father and Jesus into our temple, or even they cannot enter; it is free will. So if you have not done this; I encourage you to do so now!
There are people; here that will tell you; I do, in fact, have this gift. I recently started traveling in spirit, intra-dimensionally to friends that are Mediums. I stand in their doorways in this dimension. If spoken to; I speak. Otherwise I just stand there awaiting my invitation to enter their temple. These people do not know each other; they are in completely different locals, some in other states. They contact me and tell me that I visited them during their meditation, in spirit.
I know for a fact that I will have conversations with, and hold my Mom again; prior to my physical death via this rare gift. I will visit her, just as I have done many times with Roger since his passing. It is truly the most beautiful gift that Father has given me; knowing that my body is not a prison to house my soul; but a temple unto Him. I will also be able to speak to my Mom through Mediumship, as I do Roger.
These experiences have given me un-shakable faith and I am blessed; beyond words.
Play: “On the Other Side of Time� by Gordon Mote
What a beautiful sunny and green day it is today. It’s even more special than that because my Mom has gone to be with Father, Jesus, and His angels. He has the perfect place selected for her, just as he does for all of us here in this world. You see, Mom has separated from her body and this is a joyous moment; so NO tears. A trumpet has sounded and the angels are singing, to welcome her to a place that is filled with love and light, her departed loved ones, and perfect peace.
Normally, this scripture is read at weddings, but the angels and I feel it is appropriate at this time. Father and the angels are all about unconditional love and light.
Corinthians 13:1-14
If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered; it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres. Love never fails.
But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child; I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a woman, I put the ways of childhood behind me. For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall truly see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I AM fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
This ends the reading of Corinthians 13:1-14
My Mom’s love of family was strong; it was unconditional. Mom loved my Dad, brother, and me very, very much. She wasn’t one of those snuggly, kissy Mom’s, but she showed her love in numerous ways. Growing up, Mom always made sure we had clean, pressed clothes, a well balanced meal, and a spotless house. She only wanted what was best for us.
Mom took great pride in being a homemaker and was a perfectionist. She was quite meticulous in her household duties as well. I remember as a child she even pressed my Dad’s underwear. I thought this was odd at the time, but that was her way of showing her love for my Dad.
Everything always had its place too. If my Mom was one thing, it was consistent. Change wasn’t in her vocabulary, nor was clutter. I don’t think in all of my 53 years my Mom ever moved the furniture or knickknacks out of the same position; except to thoroughly clean.
Mom was there to wake us in the morning, get us off to school, greet us when we got off of the bus, tuck us in bed at night, and to say the Lord’s Prayer.
Sing the Lord’s Prayer.
My Mom was 100% dedicated to us and was a solid force to reckon with if she felt that anyone treated us badly. It makes me feel sad when I think of all the children in this world that don’t have a Mom like mine. So many children nowadays are latch key kids, unsupervised, and unloved. They don’t have hot meals or a roof over their heads. I know for a fact that my brother and I NEVER went without these basic things, even when we were little and times were tough for my Mom and Dad.
For entertainment, Mom would play the piano. She and I would sing musicals together. Occasionally Dad would yell out a request and Mom would gladly acknowledge him with the song.
When I was in school, Mom and I used to have a large vegetable garden that we attended. I have many fond memories of sitting in the sunroom, shelling peas and snipping beans for winter storage in our giant-size freezer in the basement.
Mom especially loved her large oval flower bed behind our house. She grew the same flowers, EVERY year. These included roses, and her favorite annuals: Ageratums’, Marigolds, Zinnias, Salvias, and Asylums. And of course there were the two pots on the front porch that my Dad made from concrete. These contained red geraniums.
I remember our first cat, Cornelius G. McShmirtz, AKA “Corny.� Mom told Dad and I, “Don’t feed that cat. It will never go home.� Of course the first thing Dad did was to grab a chunk of Liverwurst and Salami from the refrigerator, and fed the cat. We had Corny 18 years. Thereafter, several cats appeared, all of which were spoiled rotten, just like us.
Mom was right about a lot of other things. Love is the most important thing in the entire world because it spans the test of time; both linear and eternally. And family should always come first. You can always replace your stuff, but if you don’t have love, you have nothing and family is about love and forgiveness.
Most of you know that Mom suffered a great deal of pain from arthritis for many, many years. It became totally unbearable in her final years; leaving her unable to walk and eventually care for her basic needs. It’s nice to know for a fact that Mom is being “fixed� mentally, spiritually, and physically, right this very minute.
 
These are Jesus’ words:
John 14:1-4 �Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me. In my Father’s house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am, you may be also. And you know the way to where I am going.�
This is one of my very favorite scriptures: Matthew 7-8 because it holds so much meaning for me spiritually.
“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.
In closing, I would like to say; Mom, it was an honor caring for you in your time of need; just as I know it was for you to take care of us, when we needed you most.
Now put on your dancing shoes Mom, because you can dance again…
Play “Wake Up Dancing� by Gordon Mote
Thank you all for coming today. I know Mom surely appreciates it!
Play “I’m Already There� by LoneStar
At the end of the ceremony the lights on each side of the casket flickered once...it was beautiful confirmaton of Mom's presence.
The funeral side service was very nice as well. It talked about the body being a vessel for the spirit and soul.
Blessings to all.
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Bill & Sherry Parlow posted a condolence
Our condolences go to you and your family. Know that your Mom is in a much better place now. She will certainly be missed, but she is now one of your angels.
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Laura Cohen-Gilarski posted a condolence
Diane,
Sending you and your Father much love. May your Mother rest peacefully among the angels.
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Patricia Romanowski posted a condolence
Louise was a very hard worker in spite of living much of her adult life in trmendious pain from arthristis. Her good heart and soul came forth in that beautiful smile and always warm welcome. She was truely an inspiration. I will never forget her. Love and hugs to those she blessed and left behind.
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Lori posted a condolence
What a special woman Diane is , I can only imagine how lovely her mom was/is
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Hardison Funeral Home, Ransomville, NY
3648 Ransomville Road
Ransomville, New York, United States
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Louise Moore
1930 - 2012
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