The other day I sat and looked attentively as my 4 year old son Joshua gazed at family photos on the living room wall. He glimpsed at a portrait of his older brother Tre' and said, "Mommy I miss Tre', I wish he could come back". My heart skipped a beat and then melted to the floor. You see, our son Tre' was the same age as Joshua when he lost his battle with liver cancer a little over 2 years ago. Joshua was only 2 years old when his big brother went to be with the Lord. And let me tell you, Joshua will never forget him.
Reflecting on those thoughts uttered from the mouth of a babe, if Tre' could come back would he? I am sure he is having too good of a time to come back to us on Earth. I know he will be waiting with other loved ones to receive us into heaven. One thing is for sure, while we are still here, we must live our lives in such a way that we will be able to see him again.
Having experienced the loss of my child, someone I helped give life to, I've come to the realization that people are the most important thing in life. I am sure you have heard people say "There are no U-Hauls following behind hearses". There is nothing in this world that you can take with you when you pass from this life except people, by showing them Jesus Christ. My husband and I live our lives so that the light of Jesus shines through us. So that some, if not all, can be saved. They will be the ones we will see again in heaven.
When I grieve my son, I read Romans 5:1-5 and rest in HOPE.
"We have peace with God through his son Jesus Christ. Through whom we have gained access by faith into His grace in which we now stand. And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God! The HOPE of knowing that one day we will see Tre' again."
In the words of Henry Bohn, a 19th century British publisher, "HOPE is grief's best music"
Much Luv,
Deme
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That was a precious explaination of hope. I am sorry for your loss.
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