Day 398 Help me understand.

Today is Tuesday. Today, I had to comfort Paul who had ministered to a young family. Their one year old son was in a freak accident and arrived at the hospital in a coma. Paul had to pray over the child before they pulled life support. This is for “Jackson.”

Help me understand

When I looked into your sweet face, I saw my own immortality
The circumstances by which you came may not have been perfect but you were
As I held you in my arms, somehow the hours of pain seemed all forgotten
Those tiny fingers gripped my one and I knew that I was going to love you forever
How can you go before you’ve even learned to say goodbye?
How can a mother live with only half her heart?
Is heaven blind to the cruelty it has wreaked upon me?
How can you go before you’ve even learned to say goodbye?
Help me understand. You were my immortality, my love, my heart, my little boy
My precious Jackson.

When a child dies, there is nothing but the profoundest grief. My soul grieves for the mom of little Jackson.

I see pictures of children after the bombs have hit Yemen. My soul grieves for the moms of these little children.

Today was indeed a reminder that death is no respecter of age. Today, I am grateful for my own child and I yearn for the day he sits around the table with his parents.

Peace my dear friends.

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