- I found her message on an Internet bulletin board while
surfing this system of global union. There are many such boards on the
net where people share snippets of their lives; moments of joy and sadness,
in a few lines of text some call loneliness or, in this case, a plea for
help.
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- Her message was simple, direct, and heartrending: "My
grandson has passed away, please keep us in your prayers." I read
the entire string of messages to gain a better understanding of what had
happened.
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- As it turned out, the grandmother's name was Margaret
and her grandson of about one year had passed away because of a disease
- she was devastated. Despite her faith, which was now suffering, she was
having great difficulty believing God could have planned to hurt her so
badly. Many were the comments which told her to stand firm in her faith,
while others simply said it was all just part of God's plan. I clicked
another site to continue my surfing.
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- Page after page, I continued my Internet research but
I could not shake the thought of Margaret's lightly veiled plea for help
nor could I forget the heartbreak she must be feeling. I returned to the
message board.
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- Marshaling my limited understanding of God, I asked him
to help this sinner find the words to help a Christian in need.
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- I wrote:
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- And the Lord said:
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- "How does one start to heal the heart that's suffered
the loss of a child? And fill that space now an empty place which brimmed
with love for a while? Can you tell a friend and in the end will they know
what he meant to you? Or is it in vain to relate the pain of a heart that
is breaking in two?"
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- "My dear sweet child it's just for a while I'll
embrace him here with me, Then come what may on a fateful day he'll be
sent strait back for thee. You'll turn your head from a hospital bed and
a boy beside you will stand, Then on that day your grandson will say, 'Gramma,
take my hand.'"
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- "You'll puzzle a while then start to smile as you
reach for the little boy's hand, Because in your heart you'll know from
the start 'twas God just unfolding his plan. And with the circle complete
you'll spring to your feet as the Heavenly Host starts to sing, Then with
a big smile will say the sweet child, 'Gramma, here are your wings.'"
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- This sinner then signed the post, perhaps appropriately:
~ GOD ~
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- Comment
From Ellie Braun-Haley
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- Oh you do amaze me!
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- That will surely uplift this dear lady. At least it will
bring a smile and she will think and remember, that Death is NOT Forever!
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- I do not know if I told you but when I had begged our
Heavenly Father for a dream of my son and asked for a hug, then God gave
me the dream but I didn't get the hug.
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- Instead I got to see my son again (only in the dream
he was perhaps nine years old instead of 17)and the message that came though
was "but mom, death is not forever!"
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- Thank you for being one of God's children Lea, for caring
for others and for answering that note. Especially thank you for the way
that you answered it.
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- I really like this piece Lea. As a mother who has buried
her youngest child, I tell you this gets inside and it melts me!
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- I shall save it and contemplate!!!!
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- Hugs and smiles
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- Ellie
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