In an online support group for families whose babies were claimed by SIDS/SUID we were having a conversation about how God uses each one of us to help others going through the same thing we are experiencing. A very wise friend in the group posted the following:
"I hate that any of us need the comfort and insight that we share!!!!! I don't want to minister to anyone because I don't want anyone to NEED to be ministered to!!!! But, for some reason, this is how God designed it... I wish it was all milk and honey and the Garden of Eden, but it isn't. Someday, though, someday we will be in Heaven, at the feet of Jesus, with our precious babies right there with us. One day, I told a good friend that I was a little afraid of going to Heaven... I was afraid I would not pay proper respect to Jesus because I would be pushing him aside so I could find Tommy. My friend looked at me and said, "Cinnamon, you won't have to. He already knows your heart... He will be holding Tommy when you get there." Praise God for a savior that knows our heart and our hurt! I just wish we didn't have any hurt!"
It has really stuck with me. At first I burst into tears, because that is exactly how I feel, I can't wait to get to Heaven so I can hold Story again; and then, I felt like I was disrespecting my Savior by thinking that way. I am so glad Cinnamon could put it so eloquently into words.
I also recently heard this song, which I think goes so well with this post.
