I’m not a huge fan of the images of Heaven that feature people floating on clouds.
But I love this one.
Here’s why: Because it highlights the lifelong impact of child loss on a parent’s heart.
You can agree or disagree with his politics or her choice of service projects, but you can’t argue with the evidence of lives lived passionately committed to loving others and doing good in the world.
And I absolutely, positively believe that a huge part of what informed that passion was burying a child.
A heart that has endured such painful loss cannot remain unchanged.
Brokenness begets bountiful love if you let it.
And I believe the Bushes did just that.
I am thankful they are reunited-no more pain, no more suffering, no more waiting for redemption.
So I’ll hang onto this whimsical cartoon as a reminder to my heart that even as I wait, longing for the same, I can choose to live a life of loving service.
As long as I am here, I will reach out
reach down
reach across
to touch the hands and hearts of other hurting humans.
Thank you, George and Barbara, for your example.
Enjoy your reward. ❤
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Yes, this post speaks to me on so many levels. Not just being reunited, but the in-between life, full of joy from the fulfillment of giving and loving. Exactly what my son Graham would want.
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My Daughter, Karen, passed into the arms of our Lord at age 4 1/2. That was 1971. Forever changed, I look forward to being with her again but I dont languish here. I’m here to do whatever God asks of me to the best of my ability, knowing Karen is safe with the Shepherd and in complete joy! I miss her but I’m doing what she would want me to do; I’m living a happy life!
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Excellent point, Mama! No “languishing”. ❤
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And spreading you’re love, you have. Hugs.
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You are always an encourager. Thank you. ❤
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Wow!!! Thanks for posting this. I can’t wait until that day that I will be reunited with my son. My husband died when Bradley was 7 months old then Bradley died when he was 25. My only husband and only child reunited and loving each other and one day that will be complicated when I am able to join them. 💙💙💙.
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May the Lord give you strength to endure until that day, dear one. ❤
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May be my favorite post yet (and you’ve written dozens and dozens of posts that I cherish and hold tightly).
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So glad it speaks to you. ❤
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