My friends Leslie and Karen lost their beloved mother-in-law, Sandra, on Thursday morning. Mark and Russell lost their mom. Drew, Taylor, Lily and Sam lost their Grandma. I say “lost” like she can’t be found, but we know where she is. She lost her battle with hateful cancer but she has won the victory in Jesus Christ.
Last night we sat in the quiet corner of a restaurant with Leslie and Russell. I snuggled baby Sam while Lily sat on her mama’s lap and played trains with the sugar packets.
Leslie and I talked about the void that Sandra filled in her life. Love is so simple and yet so complicated, and Leslie’s voice broke as she tried to express her feelings.
Lily heard the tears in her mama’s voice and turned around. She placed her hands on Leslie’s face and said tearfully, “I want Grandma.”
Through her own tears, Leslie said “I do too, but Grandma’s gone home to be with God.”
Lily Grace, in her little three-year-old voice: “I want to see God.”
I do, too. Don’t you?
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