Isaiah 64:6-9 But we are all like an unclean thing, and all our righteousness are like filthy rags; we all fade as a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away. And there is no one who calls on Your name, who stirs himself up to take hold of You; for You have hidden Your face from us, and have consumed us because of our iniquities. But now, O LORD, You are our Father; we are the clay, and You our potter; and we are the work of Your hand. Do not be furious, O LORD, nor remember iniquity forever; indeed, please look—we are Your people!

Where can I go from Thy Spirit? Or where can I flee from They presence? If I ascend to heaven Thou art there; If I make my bed in Sheol, behold thou art there. If I take the wings of the dawn, If I dwell in the remotest part of the sea, Even there Thy hand will lead me, And Thy right hand will lay hold of me.
Psalm 139:7-10

****To Peggy "Our Victorian Princess in Royal Robes"*****

The journey is over. You have fought a good fight You have finished your course. And all the days that were assigned to you are completed. For your Faithful God knows ,as promised, able to present you blameless and spotless before the throne room of God.

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As I think to eulogize this dear loved one and friend. I am as conscious of her presence now as if she were here beside me. I almost want to say okay Nikki, here is a blank page what do you want me to write. ( Lord please help me to say words that represent this dear friend)

Peggy was one who loathed the injustices of the world.  She was one who spoke her mind. She was one who had a great sense of humor and quick wit. There wasn't much she didn't miss and could remember word for word conversations that went on years ago. It was like Peggy was this bull dog holding onto a bone with things she heard and would never let it go. Some times much to her ruin - "I may forgive you but I ain't forgetting."

Peggy may not have had much of this world's treasure, which made other things all the more precious to her. Everyone here in California remembers the days of the "purple pig" parked in the church parking lot for all to see.

Peggy often felt like "blessings past her by".   The ones that she knew she had she was like a miser and held them tight. Those blessings ....treasures... were her husband Daryl, her children, Kelly, Jimmy and Buddy, her grandchildren, Christopher, Richard, James and Rachel and her dogs Caleb, Hannah Jo and Abigail.

Her dogs were very important to her.  She saw no good reason to look at them as dogs, they were her babies. For Peggy they were the closest thing to perfection of friendship and love that she could touch.   Flawless, faithful and gave unconditionally which she devoured in return. I think because she was painfully aware that her human relationship were much more complicated. Those relationship were not perfect and she would never rest until there completion.

Peggy's Faith.

Peggy loved the Lord and that faith was walked out like the rest of her life - in complete honesty.  She had many, "how come?" "where are you God?" questions.  Always feeling so very inadequate before a perfect God , always needing to confirm her righteousness was not her own to stand there. Always wanting authenticity in that relationship with her Savior and abhorring hypocrisy .

Peggy demanded that Christian be "Jesus with flesh on them." For her, never mind the world , she needed that. I don't know how many times she would say to me, Marcy you were there when I needed you ..."Jesus with flesh on."   If you were in her life at all and played any part in "ministering to her" at any time. She considered you ..."Jesus with flesh on" .

I praise God that Peggy is with the Father, where all her doubts and fears are gone. I praise God that she fought the good fight of faith and finished the course...even if many times God had to come in and clean it up (and her).

For her many unanswered prayers for each one of you, believe that the faithfulness of the Holy Spirit might bring them to completion.

For the grief and sorrow she leaves with the ones who love her and will miss her terribly. Know that where she is , in her inability to comfort as I'm sure she would love, she is confident that the comfort of the Holy Spirit is there for each one of you.

Dear Lord, add your blessings to these words and bring comfort that only You Holy Spirit can.

Amen

--Marcy Ruckle (longtime friend of Peggy's from San Diego)