I was in tears all night. I know Jeff's in heaven looking down and he's smiling.

The flowers take the tears/ of the weeping night/ And give them to the sun/ for the day's delight.

Drop, drop, slow tears, / And bathe those beauteous feet, / Which brought from Heaven / The news and Prince of Peace.

If eyes are windows to the soul, then tears are heavens rain.

I had no idea until I came home that night. I was just floored -- just about in tears.

I saw in the night visions, and, behold, one like the Son of man came with the clouds of heaven, and came to the Ancient of days, and they brought him near before him.