Saturday, March 1. 2008

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Watching a child die never gets easier.

I sat by his bedside all night, flipping through my Bible, reading him psalm after psalm. I read to him about God's love, and I read to him about heaven. I held his hand and I cried and I prayed.

And now he's gone. And we are left, bewildered. Watchers from the shore, holding tight to hearts' seams ripped wide. Wondering just how this abrupt crossing has come to pass.

I was planning on saving the world; I would have been content with saving him.

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Ali Wilks

in loss at 09:08 | 4 Comments

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crying and praying with you

#1 mummy on 2008-03-01 13:52 (Reply)

Ali - I'm so sorry. Keep in mind that God is perfect in all His ways and so often His plan is so great that we can't even understand. I'm so proud of you! Keep up the hard work.
Love, Janelle

#2 Janelle on 2008-03-01 17:01 (Reply)

I am so glad you had the opportunity to be with him to the end, and now he is safe in the arms of Jesus.

#3 laura on 2008-03-01 21:06 (Reply)

Maybe through your praying, Bible reading, sharing God's love through your warm hands and heart, your genuine tears, this child came to know Jesus in a very real way. Someday you'll know the true difference you are making-not just what your human eyes can see here. You are an incredible woman-so honored to know you!

#4 Noreen on 2008-03-03 13:41 (Reply)

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