A few days ago, a wee infant girl was laid to rest. Family and friends stood around the grave to pay tribute to this child. Worthy to be loved, worthy to be cherished, worthy to be honoured.
She was born and died on the same day, July 21st 2009. 40 weeks under her mother's heart, 10 hours in her parents arms, and forever and ever with her Lord.
We wonder about this loss. Her parents will never see her smile, never see her learn to walk and to talk, will never see her off to school, off to work. The intense grief over a life that ended too early.
What is the goal of our lives? To leave an imprint? That wee Alanna Faith did. To be loved? That she was! Ultimately? To worship the Lord? That she is doing now and forever.
Tiny child, how your mother's arms ache for you, how your father wishes to protect you and to love you. How your siblings would have loved to watch you grow. How the sorrow is written all over the faces of your parents. I stood there at the funeral and wished I could say the right thing, to share some of the grief. I choke up and shed tears but the grief is theirs. What can I do but pray for them?
Lord wrap your arms around this family. They have been a testimony of your grace. Help them to focus on the eternal and give them peace for the temporal.
Wow that was an amazing post. Yes she did leave an imprint...was loved, is worshiping.
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