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Sunday, July 17, 2011

Joy of the Lord...


She is our "Joy of the Lord"......

Many of you have asked how Anastacia is doing through all of this. And one word describes her....
Amazing.
She has simply been amazing. God has given her wisdom beyond her years and she is a constant source of both joy and strength for Amos and I. She knew Isaac was sick. We had told her a few weeks ago that his heart was sick. Looking back I think God was nudging us to prepare her. I wasn't sure how much she absorbed of the initial conversation. She asked how we knew, and I explained that the doctors could see his heart through the pictures that I had showed her of him. She then asked if we could talk about something else. The following night, we knew she understood. Her prayer was "God I love everyone in the whole world, but I love you most of all. Could you please heal my brother's broken heart." That was a tough night for Mommy and Daddy. Over the last few weeks we have tried to be intentional in talking about how sometimes God heals on earth and sometimes God heals in heaven. Reading her bible stories from our favorite children's bible that teach and illustrate God's love for us and His miracles.
Thursday morning she came early to see us at the hospital. She wanted to know if her baby brother had come. In the best way we knew how, we explained that yes, he had come, but did she remember that his heart was sick? She shook her head yes, and I told her that Jesus had healed Isaac and needed Isaac to live with Him in heaven. I asked her if she remembered what we had talked about heaven being like? She got the sweetest smile on her face and said "Yes momma, in heaven you can eat as much candy as you want and never get sick." In her world heaven is a pretty cool place and she told us she wants to go visit there. I love the simplicity of children.
Yesterday we were finally home as a family together. Anastacia had asked if we could have a family night in bed together. God continues to use her as a source of strength for us. When we said prayers together, she asked if we could all hold hands. So there we were, with our precious daughter laying between us, all holding hands. She told us she missed Isaac and as Mommy and Daddy's hearts broke once more and tears ran down, our five year old daughter led us in prayer. So you can see that she is our joy of the Lord and He continues to use our amazing five year old as another way to give us strength.....

Nehemiah 8:10...."do not grieve, for the joy of the Lord is your strength."


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