is in heaven.
another beautiful
4 year old dances
with Jesus.
and another
priceless 4 year old
battles cancer.
anniversaries of the days
when little ones took their last
breath on earth and
first breath in heaven
come annually as a reminder painful
that someone is missing.
oh it is not only the little ones
for when this life ends
no matter the age
tears fall.
even hearts with hope of heaven
ache and weep and mourn.
for it hurts. badly.
and not only death grips the heart.
all one needs do is look around.
darkness can seem stifling.
hope can seem gone.
planes fall out of the sky.
families run from home
and country to escape war
only to find danger ahead.
children are hungry
and many succumb
to that hunger
as mothers' arms
hold tightly.
and tears
fall like the rain.
children are discarded
or abused or enslaved
and really are some things
not worse than death?
and the list could go on and on
for so many live life desperately
seeking to fill an emptiness
all-consuming.
so what is the heart to do?
for even the heart knowing hope
and knowing that our Abba is holding all
can at times feel a heaviness so very heavy.
"My child, I am speaking out of the storm.
each wave threatening to pull you under
is really designed to pull you
into My arms.
and I still calm the water.
and I still hold your heart.
and I still gather your tears.
and all that swirls around you
is still controlled by My hand.
when you simply cannot understand.
when you simply cannot comprehend.
when you feel your life seemingly
lies in shattered pieces at your feet
just look up.
look into My eyes.
see a love fathomless.
let Me hold you in My arms.
let Me carry your heart.
let Me take all that
you carry on your shoulders
for My shoulders are strong.
and My child, I did not create
you to carry such a load.
let My peace wash over you.
let My comfort surround you.
let My presence overwhelm you.
and know, My beloved one,
that you are never alone.
for you are Mine."
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