So I have this one reoccurring thought about RaneStorm: Where are you?
The more time I spend with our darling RaneDrop, I experience her becoming more of a person & she's learning about Jesus and bible stories & her prayers break my heart, in beautiful ways, every night. But these are also things that remind me that RaneStorm never got to hear any of those things. That baby was never offered a chance to invite Jesus into it's heart.
So I'm afraid. And I cry a lot. And I search the Bible for something. But I keep coming up short & my heart breaks a little more.
But then, on anther level, I wonder if, even if RaneStorm ended up in Heaven. Will it matter to me? Because isn't the whole point of Heaven to praise God for eternity? So once I get there will I even know to think about this sweet baby I never met? It's a double edged sword. One that keeps leaving shark bites (that's what we call injuries in our house) on my tender heart.
These are the things that plague my mind in the dark of night while I'm avoiding sleep & drowning in tears. Do you have any words of wisdom? Any Bible verses, I'm missing?
01 October 2014
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