This weekend my little family and I went garage sale-ing. I (and my husband!) love garage sale-ing, and now my 3yr old boy loves it too! (He grasped Grandma by the shoulders a few days ago, put his little face right up to hers and exclaimed, "Gramma! I could go to garage sales wis you???")
Happily sale-ing along, we got hit by surprise. We were digging through a pile of kids toys, and the host of the sale came up to us and started to tell us that the money from the sale was to help pay for the medical bills of a baby that was still-born. We got rather solemly quiet as we listened to her... she went on to tell us that it was a baby girl, lost a year ago. After a damp, heavy silence, my husband spoke to tell her that we lost ours a month ago. (One month today, as I write this) I couldn't breathe again as I was reminded of my open wound. I had sunglasses on so she couldn't see my tears, but I think she could sense it. She froze, and apologized for our loss...
This takes me back to my 3yr old, who has recently learned that Jesus heals owies. Jesus is slowly healing the owie on my heart. Among my comforts is this: My father's father (my Grandpa Howard) was very dear to me as a child. He treated me like a princess, and I sat on his lap when we visited, until he died when I was 13. Grandpa loved little girls, and right now MY little girl is sitting on his lap. That is a difficult, but sweet thought for me. I know she is being loved, and it's a strangely happy feeling to think that I could send my little girl to keep Grandpa company until I get to see him again.
It also comforts me to know that little Evie is dancing before her creator. I see the little girls at church on sundays, waving their flags during worship, and dancing prettily like little girls do... and it makes me cry every time. I see my little Evelyn dancing like that before her Father.
And for the father in the family I am raising: Josh, you have loved me like no one else has. Life together, with as many children as God gifts us, is such a privilege.
Anna, I started reading your blog about 6 weeks ago. I happened upon it through your cousin's (Becca)facebook. I just wanted to let you know how blessed I have been through witnessing your strong faith and testimony. I pray that God will abundantly bless your little family all the more for your faithfulness. You have encouraged me to be an even stronger witness in my life for what Christ has done for me. I also wanted to let you know that I think you are a very talented writer. It may be that God will have you write a book or two in the future (?). I for one would be a follower! May you be blessed, and I pray for God's continuous peace and strength for you.
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