The blood of Jesus whispers peace within.
Peace, perfect peace, by thronging duties pressed:
To do the will of Jesus--this is rest.
Peace, perfect peace, with sorrows surging round:
On Jesus' bosom naught but calm is found.
It is enough: earth's struggles soon shall cease,
And Jesus calls us to heaven's perfect peace.
"Peace, Perfect Peace," Hymn by Edward H. Bickersteth, 1875
Today we say good-bye to our friend Navi. She was a sweet, beautiful, funny girl and I can't believe she's gone. My heart is so sad, I don't know what else to say.