|May of last year (2013)|
My friends ask me how this month is going for me as I remember what we were doing one year ago. Reading my journal from last May caused some mixed emotions. It brought back to mind the questions, the difficulties, the exhaustion. It also reminded me of the unquestionable presence of Jesus. He was so near Christina and all of us, really. He let us experience the process of one of His sheep moving into His presence forever. Each day was another glimpse into forever. We saw the joy on Christina’s face as she talked about and to Jesus. We saw light in her mostly blind eyes as she saw and heard angels. We loved hearing about her new dwelling place with Jesus. We loved the messages He whispered in her ears. It is not easy to describe watching someone you love so dearly, move from life on earth to life with Jesus. There was an awakening deep in Christina that overshadowed the fading of her earthly body.
Sometimes I shake my head in disbelief as I remember watching Christina take her last breath. As an isolated incident, it seems too much to bear. But as a part of the whole journey, it was a necessary moment. Leaving her earthly body behind—well, it was time. And it was just a moment. The rest of the picture is her wide awake spirit, her unhesitant heart, her absolute assurance of heaven, and her total surrender of all earthly cares.
Today, my thoughts may start with a dying body but they quickly move to a very present Savior and a daughter free from exhaustion, from pain, and every other known and unknown struggle she faced. I feel deep relief for her. I applaud her well-lived life. I sing her favorite worship songs and sometimes I think she is singing along with me in that beautiful eternity just beyond the curtain.
Today I also celebrate the day that we are given right now. There is a beautiful joyful child that reminds me every day of his beautiful, joyful mother. Isaiah is full of life.
He has named me Jo Jo and named my Doug, Bampa. He loves discovery. He loves to talk. He loves to play. He loves the ocean. He loves cars. He loves trucks. He loves to thank Jesus for his food. He loves to watch his mom on video singing, “King Jesus is All”. He is our reminder that our lives did not end when Christina breathed her last breath on earth. When I rock Isaiah to sleep, I am doing it for Christina. When I teach him something new, I am doing it in honor of her. Every minute with Isaiah is a precious reminder of the value of our days.
What a beautiful life.
Thank you, Jesus.
You are amazing.
|Bampa and Jo Jo and Isaiah|