Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord;
even so saith the Spirit, for they rest from their labors.
O God, whose mercies cannot be numbered: Accept our prayers on behalf of thy
servant, and grant an entrance into the land of light and joy, in the fellowship
of thy saints; through Jesus Christ thy Son our Lord, who liveth and reigneth
with thee and the Holy Spirit, on God, now and for ever. Amen.
And here I thought we could get through this without some pretentious religious crap. I'm sure Rusty's 3 1/2 month old son feels really blessed that god killed his dad.