Sunday, May 12, 2013

Celebration Day

"Since you were precious in MY sight, you have been honored, and I have loved you,"... Isaiah 43:4a

My Dear Enoch, 
Today my heart is heavy. This day women all over are being remembered, doted on and honored as moms. It is because of you dear one, i get to be honored as well. 
At church this morning, i talked (and cried) about you. i tried to think on all the encouragement and things GOD has done through your home-going, but the pain was still there. The tears burned and started so stream, as one of my friends told me, "They aren't always tears of mourning, but tears of a momma's love..."
Dear Enoch, how i wish you could be here still. To feel you kick and wiggle with growth and life. . . to be able to hold you in my arms in just a little while. i just have to wait a little while longer....
i mentioned in your birthday letter why your daddy and i chose your name. . . our prayer has been that GOD would be glorified through our lives, and you being a part of it, means that HE would be glorified through you as well. GOD has lead people to HIMSELF in ways you may be finding out. Some dear friends gave me a card this afternoon - one that said a Gideon Bible has been placed somewhere. It could be a hotel, a military base, a restaurant, a school or prison. GOD's word will not return void. My dear Enoch, if someone is able to find the truth because this Bible that was placed in your honor, then your life here- short as it was- was not in vain. 
Some doubts and fears still rise- the "What If's" being the most plaguing. Among some of the words of encouragement and advise a friend shared her story with me. Her little one was also called home before her meeting and the "what if's" consumed her and her husband. GOD showed them Philippians 4:8 and they made a pact- No "What If's" only "Whatever"
Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, dwell on these things.
When GOD decides to bring us your brothers and sisters, we are going to do our best to remember whatever, not what if. . .
Know that you are loved and missed, and will always be in my heart! Love always, your momma 

1 comment:

Meg said...

This beautiful letter to sweet Enoch from his incredible momma brought tears to my eyes. What an amazing testimony your little man already has. Love you my sweet sister.