A while back I was introduced to a blog, Mundane Faithfulness, where a mom writes eloquently about her life. She is a wife, mother of 4 and she is losing her battle with cancer. She is beautiful and her words have touched my heart.
I read her words and I know intimately the same God she writes so eloquently about. I know the peace that she is praying for, the peace that He has brought and continues to bring her family and mine. I know that peace and I also know the pain that comes with the absence of the one you love and really never imagined your life without. My heart aches for her husband and children ~ I know that pain.
I read her words and I wish so desperately we could trade places so her children did not have to miss their mother. I sit and think about how life is not fair for us, two mothers having to suffer through the pain of being separated from the ones they love most. The separation is temporary but knowing that does not dilute the pain. God does, however, provide us with the peace that we need to survive the pain. He gives us joy in ways we never thought possible. I am so thankful for our God, the God that holds her family and holds mine.
Her life is a testimony and her love for her Father and her faith in His promise is so clear. She knows, without a doubt, He will take care of her family ~ just like He’s taking care of mine.
I have spent some time these past few days daydreaming about Heaven (I daydream about Heaven and my girls a lot actually). I smile at the thought that my prayers will lead my girls to this beautiful mother as she enters Heaven and that Anna and Abigail will show her how to make rainbows.