The days went by, and doctors and staff said.."I think she's got a good chance!" Then the 9th day came, and the parents got a call..she wasn't doing so good that day..she had developed an infection, and losing ground fast. So we all rushed to the hospital, and late that evening with her mom holding her for the first, and last time, Miaja Lynn just slipped into the arms of Jesus.
Of course, we were all shedding tears..it was a heartbreaking time, but we could see, that Miaja was just too little and fragile to fight off that infection, and we knew, without a doubt, that the Doctors and staff had done their best..and we know also, that God knows best, and we are now looking forward to the day when we can meet this little granddaughter again in heaven!
So this is the grandchild we never got to see smile, learn to roll over, crawl, sit up and take her first steps..never even got to hold her...but in her short life, she taught us much! Her momma and daddy learned what it means to come closer together in sorrow, to lean on each other, and God, for strength, and to trust God's judgement no matter what!..and all learned that tho we don't understand "why", God IS in control!! We love you, Miaja, and we'll see you again...that's a promise!!
Below is a copy of a poem the Pastor read at Miaja's funeral..what a potent message for those of us who ask "why??"
"The Tapestry"My life is but a weaving, between my God and me.I do not choose the colors, He worketh steadily.Ofttimes He weaveth sorrow, and I in foolish pride,
Forget He sees the upper, and I the underside.Not 'till the loom is silent and the shuttles cease to fly,
Will God unroll the canvas and explain the reason why!The dark threads are as needful in the weaver's skillful hand,
As the threads of gold and silver in the pattern He has planned!(Edward A. Guest)Here is another poem that was in my email recently, and I want to share it with you, and dedicate it to all parents/grandparents who have lost children..How nice to know that no matter what, we are in the palm of God's hand, and He knows best!To All Parents
(by Edgar A. Guest)
"I'll lend you for a while a child of mine," He said.
"For you to love the while he lives and mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three,
But will you, till I call him back,
take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you,
and should his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief."
"I cannot promise he will stay;
since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn.
I've looked the wide world over in My search for teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love,
not think the labor vain,
Nor hate Me when I come to call to take him back again?"
"I fancied that I heard them say,
"Dear Lord, Thy will be done!
For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness,
we'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay;
But should the angels call for him much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand!"
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