Colleen Mills suffered a heart arrhythmia on Jan 18, 2010 at about 7:30 pm.

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Monday, March 15, 2010

Thank You

Colossians 3:1 (Whole Chapter)
[ He Is Your Life ] So if you're serious about living this new resurrection life with Christ, act like it. Pursue the things over which Christ presides. Don't shuffle along, eyes to the ground, absorbed with the things right in front of you. Look up, and be alert to what is going on around Christ—that's where the action is. See things from his perspective. [the Message]


Message from the family:

Dear friends,
We are overcome by the number of you who went out of your way to give us comfort and honouring Colleen both collectively and individually. We would like to extend our sincere thanks for the tangible help you have all so graciously and generously provided and are humbled by the outpouring of love and continued support. May God bless you in every way, for you went far beyond kindness. Through your many prayers we have found much solace and peace.  Yours truly in Christ, the Fox & Mills families.


 

We are collecting stories about Colleen to put in a binder for Emily, Ian and Holly for when they get older and view life differently (university, married, first child etc). If you have any memories, they would be greatly appreciated. Kindly send to: encouragement@millsmills.ca
 
Thom generously captured the service on video, we hope to have it posted in the near future.
 

We celebrated Mom's (grandma's) 75th & my brother Jason's Birthday last Friday at Ma & Pa's with the whole gang, we have quite a few in Feb/Mar, but with a large family, there's always a birthday close by. It was nice to be together again, singing our wacky birthday song under Alec's maestro music conductor skills.

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Thank you all for your patience and understanding, and for taking this journey with us.

It was nice meeting you, to those we saw in person. Words seem to run away and hide when I’m one on one. Talking seems to be better with my fingers on the keyboard than in person - they don’t seem to get to my vocal cords. (my apologies, I was extremely nauseous on the morning of the “service”, and was taking stuff to keep my insides… well… inside)

I couldn’t imagine going through this without hope – in every phase.
With prayer, at least there’s a chance. No prayer = likely no chance. It keeps the focus on the positive. The alternative is angst and worry. I’d rather have prayer, no matter how slim the chances.

I wondered if God simply found Colleen irresistible, and kept her for Himself.

We could physically feel the prayers for the family. We truly had “the peace that surpasses all human understanding”, the peace that makes no logical sense, but it feels nice in a yukky situation, so we’ll take it; after all, that’s what it’s for.

I still have hope, because with our faith, we get to see our see our sister again… and that gives me great solace and peace. I couldn’t imagine if that was it, finito; in that scenario, it would be too much to bear. At least this way, she’s just arrived at the ultimate vacation destination {resort} of heaven a little sooner, and at some point we’ll each check in when it’s our time. Sure I miss her, and there are definitely lots of tears for that, however, I get the sense she doesn’t want me to be sad either. Rather, that she's graduated.


Over the years, I have read many books on heaven, those who have been there and come back, others who have seen visions. Such a magnificent place.

If you’re asking the “I don’t get it” question, you’re in good company, as I’m hearing many are subscribing to that train of thought.

Somehow I believe there’s a much bigger purpose in all of this, one that we may not see from our vantage point. The opportunity for trust in Father presents itself once again…

It reminds me of a short parable:

A man is sitting in a room, and a bright light and God shows up and asks the man to push against a huge boulder.
Day after day 8 or more hrs, the man pushes against the boulder… year after year, for many years.
Finally the man becomes frustrated and gives up, saying what’s the use, the boulder has not moved even an inch!
The same voice replied – It is more about making you stronger, and less about the distance of the boulder…
The lesson is in the possibility of a different perspective of things…

“A woman is like a tea bag- you never know how strong she is until she gets in hot water.” Eleanor Roosevelt

 
I realize that quote is for all people, not just women, use the opportunity at the present to find out how much more there is to learn and grow… 


The beautiful display of unity throughout this I’m sure is a sweet aroma to God, to see the best of each one of you, from all walks of life, ages, occupations, rise to the surface and rallying together in kindness and love. Maybe there’s a miracle in that alone.

Colleen made the most of every moment of every day for the last 9 years. Colleen has incredible love, genuine authenticity and gentle passion for Father (as she affectionately calls her Lord), which poured over into mankind, and all whom she met. If there is at least one thing to gather from this, maybe it’s to have that same kind of passion.

Your fellow sojourner…
Warmest regards
Sylvia

2 comments:

Singinglady said...

Dear Ones,
Once again I am overwhelmed by your words of thanks following the celebrations of Colleen’s life last Wednesday, the culmination of a very long vigil of anticipation and hope of restoration of her that in our earthly thinking did not end the way we were all praying.

However God’s plan and work for her had been accomplished and He took her home where she is now whole and she must be a blessing to those with whom she has been reunited.

So much prayer was poured into her situation and to your family and now our prayer focus will continue to be with those who have been left behind as you all begin to readjust to your lives without her physical presence.

Her spirit will always be with you, as will the wonderful memories that you all have of your individual relationships with her.

We did not even know Colleen until we began to follow her journey and Sylvia’s amazing updates and stories of a dear sister, wife, mother, daughter and friend but before she left you, we came to know and love her as much as if we had always been her friends.

We were unable to attend the visitation as we had already attended two funerals that week but we did come to the service.

Fortunately we arrived early enough to get a place to park, and a good seat.

The service was amazing and every aspect of it was a gem and was very much of a tribute to a person who lived a life for God and was not afraid to be His personal witness.

Everyone who took part got this across very well for those of us who did not know her.
The only thing I was sorry for, was that we were unable to stay after until the party returned from the internment and we did not get to speak to the family personally.

I really wanted to speak to Sylvia and Alex and family, but I know that it must have been a totally overwhelming experience to have gone through the hours of visitation the day before and maybe our paths will cross in the future.

As I said we will continue to hold you all in our daily prayers and may God give your comfort and strength in the days ahead.

Please reach out and comfort one another with the Love of Jesus during these times of heartache and grief.

I have this prayer for those going through the grief process.

Lord help all who are going through the separation of a loved one by death, that they will accept their going home to be with you and know without a doubt in their hearts they are in deed in a better place than we.

Lord bless each heart that is hurting and help them to release to you the pain and confusion that death can bring when it happens at your door step.

We know we all need you Lord and we desire to be with you and those who have gone on to be with you one day.

Help each one individually through the grief process, as we are not all the same for you have made us unique.

Let our heart lift our love to you daily, minute by minute. Amen
by Ruth E. Baker

With all love and many prayers
Caro-Claire and Martin Wiles

Jenn said...

You are all still so much on my mind and in my prayers. My son Noah woke me up at 4:45am the other morning (I'm so not a morning person)...I rocked him back to sleep and as I was sitting there holding him, I felt prompted to pray for Alec, Emily, Ian and Holly. I never did get back to sleep that morning...oh well, I guess God woke me up for a reason. Praying for you all.
Jenn (Hadigate) McBride