There is another who grieves. Another mom who celebrates her son's birthday today; while he resides with the King of Kings. Her son torn from this life at 18. Never to see 19. Two young men called home long before our hearts are ready to let go. I think on this. He and Elijah now know each other. Each known by the Savior. Each missed so deeply. When here on this earth our paths may have never crossed. This mom grieves as I do. Brought together by mutual friends; knowing our struggle. Now friends through a shared bond of grief and love for Jesus. Each of us ... View Post
The Farmers Son
I began this post on June 18, 2013. 3 days after our oldest son had graduated from High School. I didn't finish it because I wanted to take pictures of my farmers hands. The Father and the Son. . . I was going to post it on Elijah's birthday; the day he left for the United States Marine Corp. Instead, I read it at his funeral. -------------------------------- I used to hold his hand while he was asleep. His hands, though small, were strong and beautiful. And they mesmerized me. This red headed child who saw the world through a different lens. His hands ... View Post
