Thinking of our little soul - living in eternity.

When I first saw this sketch, I thought of our daughter, Hannah who passed away 8 minutes after birth. Experiencing all the first in an angelic atmosphere with no limits of space or time. No experience of hurt or pain. No experience of failures or disappointments. Organically growing in the rich soil of love, truth and light in a garden full of prophets, poets, and good redeemed people of faith. Some of the dimpled chins and long piano fingers resemble her own…but all sit at one banquet table. Where names aren’t mentioned and everyone is called brother and sister. With only one Father.

Did He take Hannah by the hand when she was ready to walk? Did He let her squeeze His index finger tightly as He supported her little body in His hands while she balanced on tippy toes? Did She beam Him a radiant smile once she was vertical, and look in His joy lit eyes and feel an unceasing love that made her feel divine? Like she is His one and only child. And did He look at her as if He knew every hair on Her head, every thought before she thought it, every joy before she lived it, and every hope before she wished it?

I look at this sketch and I see me. I see me reaching up to a Father because some days it’s hard to walk through sadness. Some days my paths aren’t straight. Some days my eyes don’t see His image. Some days things aren’t in order of truth but in order of tasks. Every day, I ask Him to take all my broken pieces and make some sort of mosaic to let his light shine through.

And He does. Jesus picks up each broken piece by putting a sister in our path, a scripture in our hand, a hope in our mind, a joy in our heart, song in our spirit, a basket of blessings to count as He whispers words about the rewards of heaven…. as our path becomes straight. He makes us feel like we are His one and only yet He tells us that it's not all about us – that we need to serve somewhere, somehow and see the other 6 billion neighbors- that are just as beloved by Him.

And when we do, we walk by faith knowing His hand is not out of reach.