God lends us children, for just
a little while really, and when it is time will take them back to be in
His arms.
--Rob Grupe (9-20)
Little Footprints
-Dorothy Ferguson
How very softly
you tiptoed into my (our) world.
Almost silently,
only a moment you stayed.
But what an imprint
your footsteps have left
upon my (our) heart(s).
Reece had a tough time of things from the begining. Due to a variety of factors, that I will not relate, the cards were stacked against him. A condition with his mother's blood was causing a war to be waged on his bodily systems even in the womb. He got a invitro transfusion last week but the doctors decided that they needed to get him out to take care of him better. Thus my nephew was born on September 17th.
He was such a cutie... he had dark curly hair, little hands and feet, and man did he squirm when he heard his daddy's voice!!! They gave him two transfusions in the last two days and they had succeeded in getting his levels in his blood down to acceptable levels. He was still in a bad way but we were encouraged by his progress. But it was not meant to be.
Reece passed away today (9-20) in the arms of his mother and father. A gift given from God for just a little while and taken back to be in his heavenly Father's loving arms. And we, his family, will never be the same.
In just the little time that Reece was with
us, he was so loved! Don't take your kids for granted! Love
them everyday and tell them about it.
I will not get to watch Reece grow up and be the great nephew that I know he would have been. His mom and dad will not get to be the great parents that I know they would have been. His big sister will not be able to torment him and teach him all the things that she constantly told anyone that would listen that she was going to teach.
But our lives are better for having known him if only for a little while...
The Anchor
--Ray Boltz
This was a song written by a
man that had been through several miscarriages and he was thinking about
his life. He had even held one of them in his hands. God is
the Anchor that we must attach to the ship of our lives.
I've had visions. I've had dreams.
I've even held them in my hands.
I never knew they could slip right through
Like they were only grains of sand.
Tbe Anchor holds tbough the ship is battered
The Anchor holds though the sails are torn
I have fallen on my knees
As I faced the raging seas
The Anchor holds in spite of the storm.