A Heavenly Party

Just two weeks after losing Aunt Pat, Taylor's long-time Physical Therapist, Miss Karen passed away. Miss Karen was in her mid-forties, has three gorgeous children, and was gone far too soon for my understanding. Miss Karen was also the woman who truly taught Taylor how to crawl, walk, climb a step, then two or three, and how to run. We saw Miss Karen at Cornerstone Therapy every week, even a couple times a week in the beginning. It is with great sadness I write this entry because I often forget how difficult is was to get Taylor to go from Point A to Point B. I froget because Miss Karen always made it seem like it was the highlight of her week to spend time with Taylor teaching her the basics of navigating each step of life...literally...

The day we found out about Karen and the moment I told Taylor, she once again made sense out of nonsense. She said in her profound six-year old voice, "Well, Mom, at least Aunt Pat and Miss Karen will get to meet each other in heaven." Now, I may not have the words exactly right, but the statement is just right. Taylor knows that in heaven it doesn't matter who you know. Just knowing Jesus will get you to meet millions of others instantly. There are no boundaries of any kind, pure joy and pure perfection! I was completely caught off guard by the pure innocence and pure understanding of heaven from Taylor's perspective.

I also think now of how many people we will get to meet for the first time in heaven. We get to meet our Maker. We get to meet the saints who have gone before us, those we've personally known, gotten to know through the Bible, read about in books, and those we're longing to see again. Oh, how I long for that day...in God's perfect timing.

Pray Without Ceasing

"We do not know what we outght to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express." Romans 8:26

While it's been so many months since a posting, so many wonderful and not-so-wonderful things have happened. I'm really going to try to get back into the swing of things here.

One of our major life changes was losing a dear aunt in October. The morning I got the phone call that Aunt Pat was not going to make it more than a couple of hours, I told the girls why I would be leaving for the day. Immediately, Taylor got out of her bed and on her knees to pray. I have not seen nor have I heard her pray with such fervor as I did that morning. Lauren and I joined her as we prayed for God's mercy to heal Aunt Pat at that moment. Really, I wept. I really had no words to utter...just tears.

God's healing took a different turn as He healed her forever from all sickness and brought her home to heaven that day.

I marveled at Taylor's first reaction and her understanding under the circumstances. I also marvel at how passionately we get to talk with our God. I marvel at how sincere a six-year-old can be when she prays and how I learn from her each day.