All the chisels I've dulled carving idols of stone,
that have crumbles like sand 'neath the waves,
I've recklessly built, all my dreams in the sand,
just to watch them all wash away.
Through another day, another trial,
Another chance to reconcile to One who
sees past all I've seen, and reaching out
my weary hand, I pray that you'd understand,
You're the only one whose faithful to me.
All the pennies I've wasted in my wishing well
I have thrown like stones to the sea.
I've cast my lots, dropped my guard, searched aimlessly,
for a faith to be faithful to me.
Through another day, another trial,
Another chance to reconcile,
To One who sees past all I've seen,
and reaching out my weary hand,
I pray that you'd understand, You're the only one
whose faithful to me.
You're the only one whose faithful to me.
Sometimes the verse of a song says what is exactly upon your heart!
Monday, September 20, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
BUSY
When you see or talk to a friend, one of the first questions asked is usually " How have you been ? ". I can guarantee that the answer will be most likely one of two answers. You will either say " Fine " or " Busy". Most of the answers I give and receive is " Busy ". Life has become busy for almost everyone. People work and have families. You have to take care of your families at home. But these days you take care of them out of the home as well. With things such as volunteering at school, groups, church and sports. You have to make sure everyone has what they need when they need it. You have to make sure you have food to feed them and either prepare it or go out to eat. You have to get everyone where they need to be when they need to be there and picked up when they need to be. There is laundry, grocery shopping, cleaning, working, cooking, errands to run and volunteering. I could go on and on and on. My point is we are all way to busy. All of this takes time and what spare time we have I guarantee someone with find something for you to do. What does busy mean? It could have a different level of the meaning to different people. I could say I am busy, and you could disagree because you may be doing more than me, however, my level of busy may be all I can handle and your level could be much more. I heard once that the definition of busy is: B- being , U- under , S- Satan's , Y- yolk.
Read today's reading and then I will continue on my thoughts......
journeying to Jesus, he spoke in a parable.
"A sower went out to sow his seed.
And as he sowed, some seed fell on the path and was trampled,
and the birds of the sky ate it up.
Some seed fell on rocky ground, and when it grew,
it withered for lack of moisture.
Some seed fell among thorns,
and the thorns grew with it and choked it.
And some seed fell on good soil, and when it grew,
it produced fruit a hundredfold."
After saying this, he called out,
"Whoever has ears to hear ought to hear."
Then his disciples asked him
what the meaning of this parable might be.
He answered,
"Knowledge of the mysteries of the Kingdom of God
has been granted to you;
but to the rest, they are made known through parables
so that they may look but not see, and hear but not understand.
"This is the meaning of the parable.
The seed is the word of God.
Those on the path are the ones who have heard,
but the Devil comes and takes away the word from their hearts
that they may not believe and be saved.
Those on rocky ground are the ones who, when they hear,
receive the word with joy, but they have no root;
they believe only for a time and fall away in time of temptation.
As for the seed that fell among thorns,
they are the ones who have heard, but as they go along,
they are choked by the anxieties and riches and pleasures of life,
and they fail to produce mature fruit.
But as for the seed that fell on rich soil,
they are the ones who, when they have heard the word,
embrace it with a generous and good heart.
Being overly BUSY is another way of not hearing. If we do not slow down and listen, how do we expect to hear. If we listen but do not retain what we hear, how do we expect to follow out and live what we heard. God speaks to us all the time in many ways. But when your mind is full of all that has to be done then how does your heart here what NEEDS to be heard.
I recently have gone through some things that have made me slow down and listen. What has been laid upon my heart which is what I am hearing God say is the most important order of life for me should be, God, Children and Husband and then myself. Friends and Family are great to have. Some come and go and those that stay should be living this way to. I am here to raise these children to be happy, healthy and faith filled. I am to raise them and take care of them as God himself would. I have to take care of my husband and his needs. I must make sure he is happy and has what is needed from me. I do not want to ever look back and wish I had done this or that. Taken the time I didn't take. I want no regrets. I also do not want my husband and my children to look back and think I wasn't there as I should have been, I didn't spend the time I should have spent and I didn't do the things I should have. My life at this point is being lived for our Lord, my family, myself and others. When time permits I will nurture my friendships and family time is always nice. It is good to be with friends and family as they are always there. One day my children will be grown and I pray that this is how they live their lives. If I choose to be BUSY it will not be under Satan's yolk, it will be under God's word and the seed he has sewn on my heart.
Be Blessed!
Read today's reading and then I will continue on my thoughts......
Gospel, Luke 8, 4-15
When a large crowd gathered, with people from one town after anotherjourneying to Jesus, he spoke in a parable.
"A sower went out to sow his seed.
And as he sowed, some seed fell on the path and was trampled,
and the birds of the sky ate it up.
Some seed fell on rocky ground, and when it grew,
it withered for lack of moisture.
Some seed fell among thorns,
and the thorns grew with it and choked it.
And some seed fell on good soil, and when it grew,
it produced fruit a hundredfold."
After saying this, he called out,
"Whoever has ears to hear ought to hear."
Then his disciples asked him
what the meaning of this parable might be.
He answered,
"Knowledge of the mysteries of the Kingdom of God
has been granted to you;
but to the rest, they are made known through parables
so that they may look but not see, and hear but not understand.
"This is the meaning of the parable.
The seed is the word of God.
Those on the path are the ones who have heard,
but the Devil comes and takes away the word from their hearts
that they may not believe and be saved.
Those on rocky ground are the ones who, when they hear,
receive the word with joy, but they have no root;
they believe only for a time and fall away in time of temptation.
As for the seed that fell among thorns,
they are the ones who have heard, but as they go along,
they are choked by the anxieties and riches and pleasures of life,
and they fail to produce mature fruit.
But as for the seed that fell on rich soil,
they are the ones who, when they have heard the word,
embrace it with a generous and good heart.
Being overly BUSY is another way of not hearing. If we do not slow down and listen, how do we expect to hear. If we listen but do not retain what we hear, how do we expect to follow out and live what we heard. God speaks to us all the time in many ways. But when your mind is full of all that has to be done then how does your heart here what NEEDS to be heard.
I recently have gone through some things that have made me slow down and listen. What has been laid upon my heart which is what I am hearing God say is the most important order of life for me should be, God, Children and Husband and then myself. Friends and Family are great to have. Some come and go and those that stay should be living this way to. I am here to raise these children to be happy, healthy and faith filled. I am to raise them and take care of them as God himself would. I have to take care of my husband and his needs. I must make sure he is happy and has what is needed from me. I do not want to ever look back and wish I had done this or that. Taken the time I didn't take. I want no regrets. I also do not want my husband and my children to look back and think I wasn't there as I should have been, I didn't spend the time I should have spent and I didn't do the things I should have. My life at this point is being lived for our Lord, my family, myself and others. When time permits I will nurture my friendships and family time is always nice. It is good to be with friends and family as they are always there. One day my children will be grown and I pray that this is how they live their lives. If I choose to be BUSY it will not be under Satan's yolk, it will be under God's word and the seed he has sewn on my heart.
Be Blessed!
Friday, September 17, 2010
One More Angel Graces Heavens Gate
September 17, 2010
If Christ is preached as raised from the dead,
how can some among you say there is no resurrection of the dead?
If there is no resurrection of the dead,
then neither has Christ been raised.
And if Christ has not been raised, then empty too is our preaching;
empty, too, your faith.
Then we are also false witnesses to God,
because we testified against God that he raised Christ,
whom he did not raise if in fact the dead are not raised.
For if the dead are not raised, neither has Christ been raised,
and if Christ has not been raised, your faith is vain;
you are still in your sins.
Then those who have fallen asleep in Christ have perished.
If for this life only we have hoped in Christ,
we are the most pitiable people of all.
But now Christ has been raised from the dead,
the first fruits of those who have fallen asleep.
preaching and proclaiming the good news of the Kingdom of God.
Accompanying him were the Twelve
and some women who had been cured of evil spirits and infirmities,
Mary, called Magdalene, from whom seven demons had gone out,
Joanna, the wife of Herod's steward Chuza,
Susanna, and many others
who provided for them out of their resources.
I recently learned that an old friend from Jr. High passed away. He has been battling cancer since February of 2004. He was told at the most he had two years to live. His name was Billy Ingle. He leaves behind a wife, Heather, and two daughters, Scarlett and Isabella. I am posting a video that they made several months ago and also his wifes Caring Bridge post the day of his passing. Once seeing and reading them, if you ever had doubt that the Lord is working through us all and that he has risen, will rise again and one day Billy will rise with him, you will doubt no more. Please keep this family in your prayers.
Billy Ingles Video...Please Watch
Heathers Caring Bridge Post:
Reading
1 Corinth 15:12-20
Brothers and sisters:If Christ is preached as raised from the dead,
how can some among you say there is no resurrection of the dead?
If there is no resurrection of the dead,
then neither has Christ been raised.
And if Christ has not been raised, then empty too is our preaching;
empty, too, your faith.
Then we are also false witnesses to God,
because we testified against God that he raised Christ,
whom he did not raise if in fact the dead are not raised.
For if the dead are not raised, neither has Christ been raised,
and if Christ has not been raised, your faith is vain;
you are still in your sins.
Then those who have fallen asleep in Christ have perished.
If for this life only we have hoped in Christ,
we are the most pitiable people of all.
But now Christ has been raised from the dead,
the first fruits of those who have fallen asleep.
Gospel
Luke 8:1-3
Jesus journeyed from one town and village to another,preaching and proclaiming the good news of the Kingdom of God.
Accompanying him were the Twelve
and some women who had been cured of evil spirits and infirmities,
Mary, called Magdalene, from whom seven demons had gone out,
Joanna, the wife of Herod's steward Chuza,
Susanna, and many others
who provided for them out of their resources.
I recently learned that an old friend from Jr. High passed away. He has been battling cancer since February of 2004. He was told at the most he had two years to live. His name was Billy Ingle. He leaves behind a wife, Heather, and two daughters, Scarlett and Isabella. I am posting a video that they made several months ago and also his wifes Caring Bridge post the day of his passing. Once seeing and reading them, if you ever had doubt that the Lord is working through us all and that he has risen, will rise again and one day Billy will rise with him, you will doubt no more. Please keep this family in your prayers.
Billy Ingles Video...Please Watch
Heathers Caring Bridge Post:
THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 16, 2010 12:30 PM, CDT
Friday, May 14, 2010
First Holy Communion
On May, 2, 2010, my youngest and last child made his First Holy Communion. What a very blessed day. He was so excited to finally get to go to communion and get to partake in the body of Christ rather than just get his blessing. He told me "Finally all the Marks get to do this!" He was very proud. He dressed in the same suit and tie that his brother wore. He was so handsome and looked so yummy. He had his whole family there and that meant everything to him and to me. To watch these children learn about the Eucharist and become close to Jesus is amazing. They say "Children are like sponges, they absorb everything you teach them". This to has been absorbed. They now realize the importance of the Eucharist and the bond that it gives us with our Lord. They now understand the importance of kneeling before the tabernacle and acknowledging our Lord is there. This is one of my favorite sacraments. It is one of the most special times in our life as Catholic Christians. I am very honored and blessed to have received and watched all three of my children acknowledge and receive Christ.
Pope John Paul II speaks directly to children about the solemn importance of First Holy Communion in this excerpt from his "Letter to Children" written in 1994 during the "Year of the Family".
Dear friends, There is no doubt that an unforgettable meeting with Jesus is First Holy Communion, a day to be remembered as one of life's most beautiful.
The Eucharist, instituted by Christ at the Last Supper on the night before His passion, is a sacrament of the New Covenant -- the greatest of the sacraments. In this sacrament, the Lord becomes food for the soul under the appearances of bread and wine.
Children receive this sacrament solemnly a first time -- in First Holy Communion -- and are encouraged to receive it afterward as often as possible in order to remain in close friendship with Jesus.
To be able to receive Holy Communion, as you know, it is necessary to have received baptism: this is the first of the sacraments and the one most necessary for salvation. Baptism is a great event! In the Church's first centuries, when baptism was received mostly by grownups, the ceremony ended with receiving the Eucharist, and was as solemn as first Holy Communion is today. Later on, when baptism began to be given mainly to newborn babies -- and this is the case of many of you, dear children, so that in fact you do not remember the day of your baptism -- the more solemn celebration was transferred to the moment of First Holy Communion.
Every boy and every girl belonging to a Catholic family knows all about this custom: First Holy Communion is a great family celebration. On that day, together with the one who is making his or her First Holy Communion, the parents, brothers, sisters, relatives, godparents, and sometimes also the instructors and teachers, generally receive the Eucharist.
The day of First Holy Communion is also a great day of celebration in the parish. I remember as though it were yesterday when, together with the other boys and girls of my own age, I received the Eucharist for the first time in the parish church of my town. This event is usually commemorated in a family photo, so that it will not be forgotten. Photos like these generally remain with a person all through his or her life. As time goes by, people take out these pictures and experience once more the emotions of those moments; they return to the purity and joy experienced in that meeting with Jesus, the one who out of love became the Redeemer of Man.
For how many children in the history of the Church has the Eucharist been a source of spiritual strength, sometimes even heroic strength! How can we fail to be reminded, for example, of holy boys and girls who lived in the first centuries and are still known and venerated throughout the Church? Saint Agnes, who lived in Rome; Saint Agatha, who was martyred in Sicily; Saint Tarcisius, a boy who is rightly called the "martyr of the Eucharist" because he preferred to die rather than give up Jesus, whom he was carrying under the appearance of bread.
John Paul II
The Holy Father speaks to Children:
Your First Holy Communion
Dear friends, There is no doubt that an unforgettable meeting with Jesus is First Holy Communion, a day to be remembered as one of life's most beautiful.
The Eucharist, instituted by Christ at the Last Supper on the night before His passion, is a sacrament of the New Covenant -- the greatest of the sacraments. In this sacrament, the Lord becomes food for the soul under the appearances of bread and wine.
Children receive this sacrament solemnly a first time -- in First Holy Communion -- and are encouraged to receive it afterward as often as possible in order to remain in close friendship with Jesus.
To be able to receive Holy Communion, as you know, it is necessary to have received baptism: this is the first of the sacraments and the one most necessary for salvation. Baptism is a great event! In the Church's first centuries, when baptism was received mostly by grownups, the ceremony ended with receiving the Eucharist, and was as solemn as first Holy Communion is today. Later on, when baptism began to be given mainly to newborn babies -- and this is the case of many of you, dear children, so that in fact you do not remember the day of your baptism -- the more solemn celebration was transferred to the moment of First Holy Communion.
Every boy and every girl belonging to a Catholic family knows all about this custom: First Holy Communion is a great family celebration. On that day, together with the one who is making his or her First Holy Communion, the parents, brothers, sisters, relatives, godparents, and sometimes also the instructors and teachers, generally receive the Eucharist.
The day of First Holy Communion is also a great day of celebration in the parish. I remember as though it were yesterday when, together with the other boys and girls of my own age, I received the Eucharist for the first time in the parish church of my town. This event is usually commemorated in a family photo, so that it will not be forgotten. Photos like these generally remain with a person all through his or her life. As time goes by, people take out these pictures and experience once more the emotions of those moments; they return to the purity and joy experienced in that meeting with Jesus, the one who out of love became the Redeemer of Man.
For how many children in the history of the Church has the Eucharist been a source of spiritual strength, sometimes even heroic strength! How can we fail to be reminded, for example, of holy boys and girls who lived in the first centuries and are still known and venerated throughout the Church? Saint Agnes, who lived in Rome; Saint Agatha, who was martyred in Sicily; Saint Tarcisius, a boy who is rightly called the "martyr of the Eucharist" because he preferred to die rather than give up Jesus, whom he was carrying under the appearance of bread.
John Paul II
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
PASSION
Passion....Do you have it or don't you? I feel that everyone has it to some degree about something or someone. What exactly is it?
PASSION /ˈpæʃən/ [pash-uhn] –noun
1. any powerful or compelling emotion or feeling, as love or hate.
2. strong amorous feeling or desire; love; ardor.
I have passion about many things such as crafts, family and friends. I even have passion about places, such as the beach and my newest passion for a place would be Disney World. But I have discovered recently when I started focusing more on me and my husband and children, that I hold an extremely passionate place for them. I have spent so much time over the past several years focused on other things and worrying about other people that I lost that passion I have for my family. I have taken the time to re-prioritize my thoughts and actions. I have found my way back to the passion for my family that I once had. Days I have spent wrapped up in drama that is out of my control, I will never get back. From the point I realized this to now and here after, my focus remains my little family. I feel I have neglected the ones that need me most. I can no longer worry about what I can not control. Worry is Satan's work. I have one to many times been caught up in worry. When I worry, I tend to let it consume me and everything around me is affected.
I have a wonderful husband and three absolutely beautiful children. They are gifts that are on loan to me and I need to take special care of them. I want no regrets. I do not want to ever look back and regret. I do not want to ever look back and wish I had done or said, this or that.
These three sets of eyes that look at me with such innocence and such love. It is an unconditional love. It is the love they deserve to get in return. The feel of there little hands around my neck gives me such a feeling of completeness. They are what I desire. They are what I am passionate about.
My passion is being the best wife and mother I can be!
"Her children stand and bless her. Her husband praises her:"
Proverbs 31:28
PASSION /ˈpæʃən/ [pash-uhn] –noun
1. any powerful or compelling emotion or feeling, as love or hate.
2. strong amorous feeling or desire; love; ardor.
I have passion about many things such as crafts, family and friends. I even have passion about places, such as the beach and my newest passion for a place would be Disney World. But I have discovered recently when I started focusing more on me and my husband and children, that I hold an extremely passionate place for them. I have spent so much time over the past several years focused on other things and worrying about other people that I lost that passion I have for my family. I have taken the time to re-prioritize my thoughts and actions. I have found my way back to the passion for my family that I once had. Days I have spent wrapped up in drama that is out of my control, I will never get back. From the point I realized this to now and here after, my focus remains my little family. I feel I have neglected the ones that need me most. I can no longer worry about what I can not control. Worry is Satan's work. I have one to many times been caught up in worry. When I worry, I tend to let it consume me and everything around me is affected.
I have a wonderful husband and three absolutely beautiful children. They are gifts that are on loan to me and I need to take special care of them. I want no regrets. I do not want to ever look back and regret. I do not want to ever look back and wish I had done or said, this or that.
These three sets of eyes that look at me with such innocence and such love. It is an unconditional love. It is the love they deserve to get in return. The feel of there little hands around my neck gives me such a feeling of completeness. They are what I desire. They are what I am passionate about.
My passion is being the best wife and mother I can be!
"Her children stand and bless her. Her husband praises her:"
Monday, April 26, 2010
Life
We pray to give thanks for the things we have around us and we pray to give thanks for answered prayers. Sometimes we pray for things we want or need and then pray to give thanks when those things have been received. Have you ever stopped and prayed and given thanks for the things that happen in our everyday life. Such as the scrapped knee your child got that day, or the high grocery bill you paid at the store that day or even the argument you had with your spouse that morning. Every night when I lay my head down I give thanks for the day and all the blessings this day held and then I take a moment to give thanks for the things that I would not have placed in my day had I been in total control. I give thanks for the argument because of the apology and the closeness and love you feel when everything is okay. I give thanks for the scrapped knees and tears of my children because without those I may not have been able to hold them for that 10 minutes that they would have been doing other things. I give thanks for the high grocery bill because at least I can pay it, there are those who starve everyday because they can't. Not all things in our lives are things we would pray to receive. However, when we do receive these things good and bad, happy and sad, we should give thanks. Through all things we have our lives, our health and our loved ones. Most important through all things we have our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. So when your day is filled with the unwanted things and happenings and you wish the day to be over, take a minute to say thanks because when you close your eyes it could be just that....over.
John 12:25
Whoever loves his life loses it, and whoever hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life.
John 12:25
Whoever loves his life loses it, and whoever hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010 was an absolutly beautiful day. The sun was out and the weather was warm. We had nothing planned except for baseball practice that afternoon. Keith was at work and the kids and I spent the day just "hanging out"! Keith came home and changed clothes then got Riley ready and off they went to the ballpark. We made the decision before he left that since the kids did not have school on Monday, we would make this movie and pizza night. This would consist of everyone in their p.j.'s and sleeping bags out in the den and a great movie to watch together. After they left I jumped in the shower. When I got out I heard police sirens that stopped right outside our house, which happens to be the entrance to our neighborhood. I looked outside and saw one police car, then two, then three and next the fire and rescue trucks from our area and then another police car. They were all heading in the direction of several homes where my daughters friends live. We jumped in the car and headed that way. As we made it to the end of the street, our lives along with everyones in our community, city and state changed forever. We saw the rescue workers working on someone in a front yard and I told the kids that someone may have had a heart attack or over did their yard work and got over heated. We stopped and asked some friends of ours what happened. A 2 year old girl had been hit accidentally by a car in a neighbors driveway. I told the kids we needed to go home and get out of the way. It was worse than I thought and we did not need to be there. We left in front of the ambulance that carried this precious child to the nearest hospital where she was pronounced dead. Abigail Dahlen was playing outside and wandered into the neighbors driveway. The 18 year old boy that lived there was in the family car and backed out. He never saw her. This poor boy is devestated. Needless to say the Dahlen family is greiving terribly.
I know it is not for us to question why things happen. And it is very common for people to say that people die once they have served their purpose here on earth. However, does that make it any easier? We were not directly associated with this family. They lived a block away. We saw them in the area and attended a backyard vacation bible school with them. But to say we knew them would not be true. We only knew of them. But this tragic accident has hit us as if they were close family friends. As a mother, I can not imagine the loss this mother feels. I also can not imagine the feeling of the boys mother to watch her son suffer for something that was totaly out of his control. Both families are suffering in their own way.
I told my own children once, that they were not mine to keep. They were on loan from the Lord. The bible says "Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, the fruit of the womb, a reward, Psalms 127:3-5 .He gave them to me to take care of and when the time comes that he wants them back, they will go and there is nothing I can do. I am borrowing His precious jewels and I must take very good care of them. I have to return them the way they came to me, PERFECT! It is a blessing to be given children and a blessing for them to go back home. I want nothing more than for my children to lead a healthy, happy life. Well that is not entirely true, I do want something more. I want for them, one day, to be blessed enough to see our Lord. I would hate to lose my child as this mother has lost hers, but I would hope I could find comfort in knowing that one day I would see her again.
Another mother who lost a child to soon wrote on her blog recently and I read it. Her son drown in the family pool. She said her sons life did not end in that pool that night, it began. I thought about this for a while and smiled because yes, our lives have not begun, not really. We are here to earn our life, our eternal life. So I guess you could say, in the two years Abigail graced this earth she earned her way back home. If you look at it that way you have to think it is amazing! As a mother, I pray everyday and ask the Lord to PLEASE bring my babies home safe to me. It is a selfish prayer but I do pray it. I pray it for myself not for them. I am the one that does not want to lose them. However Jesus said "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." Mathew 19:14.
This will one day be bearable for these families but I do not believe it will be easier. Life will continue to go on around them and eventually for the sake of their other children, they to will have to go on. But on the heart of every person that knows them, loves them or has just heard of them, this little angel Abigail has a special place on everyones heart. She will never be far from everyones hearts and minds. I will continue to help in any way I can but the one thing i know for sure that I can do, that will help them is pray.
I know it is not for us to question why things happen. And it is very common for people to say that people die once they have served their purpose here on earth. However, does that make it any easier? We were not directly associated with this family. They lived a block away. We saw them in the area and attended a backyard vacation bible school with them. But to say we knew them would not be true. We only knew of them. But this tragic accident has hit us as if they were close family friends. As a mother, I can not imagine the loss this mother feels. I also can not imagine the feeling of the boys mother to watch her son suffer for something that was totaly out of his control. Both families are suffering in their own way.
I told my own children once, that they were not mine to keep. They were on loan from the Lord. The bible says "Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, the fruit of the womb, a reward, Psalms 127:3-5 .He gave them to me to take care of and when the time comes that he wants them back, they will go and there is nothing I can do. I am borrowing His precious jewels and I must take very good care of them. I have to return them the way they came to me, PERFECT! It is a blessing to be given children and a blessing for them to go back home. I want nothing more than for my children to lead a healthy, happy life. Well that is not entirely true, I do want something more. I want for them, one day, to be blessed enough to see our Lord. I would hate to lose my child as this mother has lost hers, but I would hope I could find comfort in knowing that one day I would see her again.
Another mother who lost a child to soon wrote on her blog recently and I read it. Her son drown in the family pool. She said her sons life did not end in that pool that night, it began. I thought about this for a while and smiled because yes, our lives have not begun, not really. We are here to earn our life, our eternal life. So I guess you could say, in the two years Abigail graced this earth she earned her way back home. If you look at it that way you have to think it is amazing! As a mother, I pray everyday and ask the Lord to PLEASE bring my babies home safe to me. It is a selfish prayer but I do pray it. I pray it for myself not for them. I am the one that does not want to lose them. However Jesus said "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." Mathew 19:14.
This will one day be bearable for these families but I do not believe it will be easier. Life will continue to go on around them and eventually for the sake of their other children, they to will have to go on. But on the heart of every person that knows them, loves them or has just heard of them, this little angel Abigail has a special place on everyones heart. She will never be far from everyones hearts and minds. I will continue to help in any way I can but the one thing i know for sure that I can do, that will help them is pray.
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