{"id":587314,"date":"2008-09-09T08:01:00","date_gmt":"2008-09-09T08:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/agracefullplace.com\/?p=587314"},"modified":"2008-09-09T08:01:00","modified_gmt":"2008-09-09T08:01:00","slug":"remembering","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/agracefullplace.com\/?p=587314","title":{"rendered":"Remembering&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">I feel as if I&#8217;m in the calm before the storm!&nbsp;&nbsp; So far today, one daughter was feeling pretty yucky with a fever, a few more were warm, and yet a few more had headaches.&nbsp; We&#8217;ll see in the next 24-48 hours whether some, none or all get chicken pox!<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">I&#8217;m armed with a new thermometer, vitamins, herbs&#8230;.I&#8217;ve written out what everyone should be taking to boost their immune system and we have Aveeno, lavender oil and oatmeal for baths!&nbsp; I&#8217;m not going down without a fight!&nbsp; <img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"\/include\/fckeditor\/editor\/images\/smiley\/msn\/wink_smile.gif\" \/><o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">Today&#8217;s crisis has made my usual routine for this day a bit different.&nbsp; Usually on this day, I buy a carnation, then visit the cemetery.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">I did visit the cemetery for a few moments.&nbsp;&nbsp; There&#8217;s a heart shaped stone there, with the name of our first son on it.&nbsp; He was born 18 years ago yesterday, but he had already gone to be with the Lord a few days sooner.&nbsp; Up until 4 years ago, (when my husband had his serious accident), it was the hardest thing I had ever gone through.&nbsp; Yet the Lord saw me through, as He has so faithfully seen me through many things since, great and small.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">I distinctly remember coming out of the funeral home and feeling like I was going to collapse.&nbsp;&nbsp; A dear, dear man of God, Brother Bob Boggs came up to me.&nbsp; Here was a man who had known sorrow and suffering as companions!&nbsp; He had lost his only son in an accident, then later a married daughter to cancer.&nbsp; His dear wife was in the nursing home with Alzheimers, yet he moved near her and loved and cherished her until the day she died.&nbsp; When he came up to me, he said, &quot;The Lord strengthen you!&quot;&nbsp;&nbsp; Immediately I felt just that&#8211;the Lord&#8217;s strength!&nbsp;&nbsp; <o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">It was so hard&#8211;our first son (we&#8217;d had two beautiful daughters before him), the first grandson on my side, and the first grandson to &quot;carry the family name&quot; on my husband&#8217;s side, which really meant a lot to my father-in-law.&nbsp; God certainly carried me through that time.&nbsp;&nbsp; And I definitely had my questioning times.&nbsp; I&#8217;ve told people it was more of an open handed &quot;why?&quot;&nbsp; than a demanding fisted why.&nbsp; Through it all, I ultimately knew I could trust the infinite wisdom of my Heavenly Father.&nbsp;&nbsp; I spend a lot of time at the cemetery those first weeks.&nbsp; Healing.&nbsp;&nbsp; Not just for him, but for the 6 miscarriages that were before him.&nbsp; Then as healing became more complete, I just don&#8217;t need to go there much anymore.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">But there will always be that little hole in our family.&nbsp; <o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">Of course I wonder what he would be like now, practically a man.&nbsp; I do know he&#8217;d be with his daddy, learning about construction!&nbsp; <o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">His being in Heaven made it all the sweeter&#8211;I have &quot;treasure&quot; there, now.&nbsp; Actually, I have 13 treasures there!&nbsp; We&#8217;ve had 12 miscarriages, as well.&nbsp; Dallas and I went to see a play several years ago called &quot;Heaven&#8217;s Gates and Hell&#8217;s Flames&quot;.&nbsp; One scenario was a family on their way home from church, rejoicing that the youngest daughter had accepted Christ.&nbsp; The mother started weeping, remembering a dear little daughter that had gone on to be with Jesus, and the father comforted her, saying, &quot;Just think, we&#8217;ll all be together forever!&quot;&nbsp; Then they had an &quot;accident&quot; and found themselves standing before Heaven&#8217;s gates.&nbsp;&nbsp; They jumped up and down shouting &quot;We made it!&nbsp; We made it!&quot;&nbsp; <v:shape id=\"_x0000_i1026\" style=\"WIDTH: 14.25pt; HEIGHT: 14.25pt\" alt=\"\" type=\"#_x0000_t75\"><v:imagedata src=\"file:\/\/\/C:\/DOCUME~1\/Dallas\/LOCALS~1\/Temp\/msoclip1\/01\/clip_image002.gif\" o:href=\"http:\/\/www.homeschoolblogger.com\/include\/fckeditor\/editor\/images\/smiley\/msn\/regular_smile.gif\"><\/v:imagedata><\/v:shape><o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">During this play, whenever a believer &quot;died&quot;, Jesus would come out and welcome them with a hug.&nbsp;&nbsp; This time, He held up his hand and motioned for someone to come out with Him&#8211;it was their little daughter!&nbsp; Oh, what joy and rejoicing at that reunion!&nbsp;&nbsp; Dallas and I held each other, crying and saying, &quot;Just think!&nbsp; That&#8217;s what it will be like for us!&nbsp; Only what a &#8216;Welcome Home&#8217; committee <em>we&#8217;ll<\/em> have!!!&quot;&nbsp;&nbsp; Of course we want to see Jesus most of all!&nbsp; After all, it&#8217;s because of Him we <em>can<\/em> be all together for eternity!<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">We talked of whether we would ever use the name &quot;Noah&quot; again.&nbsp; Not for the next boy, Dallas said.&nbsp; Little did we know the &quot;next boy&quot; would come 14 years later!&nbsp; Still, I was surprised when Dallas wanted to use the name Noah.&nbsp;&nbsp; So from early in the pregnancy, Noah&#8217;s name was chosen!&nbsp;&nbsp; Noah Ross means &quot;Comfort in Victory&quot;.&nbsp;&nbsp; We chose Noah Isaac, &quot;Comfort in Laughter&quot;.&nbsp; It was funny to think of&nbsp;a boy after 7 girls, and after 14 years!&nbsp;&nbsp; What I didn&#8217;t know, is I would laugh in God&#8217;s timing of Noah&#8217;s birth, and in His provision for us during a difficult time after Dallas&#8217; serious truck accident (just 3 weeks before Noah Isaac&#8217;s birth!).&nbsp;&nbsp; And he was a &quot;comfort&quot; to me during that time, too!<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">Two years later, we were again blessed with a boy!&nbsp;&nbsp; I joked with Dallas he better name this one after him, since I was 44 at the time and you just never know!&nbsp; (I&#8217;d gladly take more, by the way!).&nbsp; Yet we thought it would be sweet to use Noah&nbsp; Ross&#8217; middle name (which is also one of my grandpas&#8217; names!).&nbsp; So we did.&nbsp;&nbsp; Both boys have a part of his name.&nbsp; They don&#8217;t replace their older brother.&nbsp;&nbsp; But short as his life was here on earth, his memory lives on.&nbsp;&nbsp; <o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">Someday, the boys will go with me to the cemetery, and they&#8217;ll understand they have an older brother who has gone on to Heaven before us.&nbsp;&nbsp; And they&#8217;ll know how grateful I am that Jesus died to save us, to comfort us in our sorrows, to help us in our trials, and to take us Home to be with Him forever.&nbsp;&nbsp; What precious promises!<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">I had sang a song at church just 3 weeks before Noah Ross&#8217; death.&nbsp; During the long labor, the chorus went through my head over and over.&nbsp; I knew I had to sing that song at Noah&#8217;s &quot;dedication&quot; service&#8211;his funeral.&nbsp;&nbsp; It was just as much a dedication, though&#8211;after all, a baby dedication is &quot;giving them back to God&quot;&#8211;in this case, God had chosen to take him.&nbsp; I was &quot;giving him back&quot; in my heart.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">With God&#8217;s help, I did sing that song.&nbsp;&nbsp; And 17 years later my older girls and I sang it by my dad&#8217;s casket just before we left, the last ones to go.&nbsp;&nbsp; Here are the verses and chorus to &quot;When We See Christ&quot;.&nbsp; I pray it will minister to you, today, whatever your trial may be.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">Trisch<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">Oftimes the day seems long, our trials hard to bear,<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">We&#8217;re tempted to complain, to murmur and despair;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">But Christ will soon appear to catch His Bride away,<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">All tears forever over, in God&#8217;s eternal day.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">Sometimes the sky looks dark with not&nbsp;a ray of light, <o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">We&#8217;re tossed and driven on, no human help in sight;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">But there is One in Heav&#8217;n Who knows our deepest care,<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">Let Jesus solve your problem&#8211;just go to Him in pray&#8217;r.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">Life&#8217;s day will soon be o&#8217;er, all storms forever past, <o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">We&#8217;ll cross the great divide to Glory, safe at last;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">We&#8217;ll share the joys of Heav&#8217;n&#8211;a harp, a home, a crown,<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">The tempter will be banished, we&#8217;ll lay our burden down.<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">&nbsp;<o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">It will be worth it all when we see Jesus,<\/span><\/strong><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\"><o:p><\/o:p><\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; COLOR: purple; FONT-FAMILY: Arial\">Life&#8217;s trials will seem so small when we see Christ;<\/span><\/strong><span style=\"FONT-SIZE: 9pt; 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