Beloved child, life is not a bed of roses.  No matter how I wish to tell you that you could have everything you desire in this life, such cannot be so.

For you are still a pilgrim here my child, and life is but a journey towards your true home.

True, there will be pleasant surprises along the way.  You will meet friends and you will see many wonderful things.  But each beautiful scenery is passing.  Each sunset, no matter how glorious, soon fades away into the night.

But take heart!  For I am with you. And though each scenery you gaze upon is soon but a memory, the pain you feel cannot last as well.

Bear your crosses for now.  Bear them with hope! Know that you are not lost nor are you bound to remain forever wandering and searching for your true home.  Wait for me and I shall take you where I am. And there, in that heavenly home, no one could ever take away your joy!

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