Daddy look! My scars are gone!
Yes dear, they are.
You heard me? Daddy, I can talk again!!
Yes dear, you are perfect here.
Can we dance?
Yes.
Can we sing?
All the time.
Daddy...where's Nate-nate?
Right beside you dear. Give him a hug.
I may not cry in sadness in heaven, but I'll cry nonetheless.
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Ani, my teacher
Ani, what have I learned from you?
I have learned to differentiate body and soul. Your body doesn't work well, but your soul lights my darkest moments.
I have learned that no victory is too small. Victories cannot be nullified by a subsequent failure. You have been SO victorious.
I have learned even more, that true strength is not of a physical nature. Your perseverance through this has shown me a glimpse of the strength Jesus showed during his ordeal.
I have learned the power of the words "I love you", for both the speaker and receiver. I have learned that there are also SO MANY ways to tell Annika Aili Grace Prindle that I love her without using those three words. How infinitely more ways does the Holy Trinity tell me that I am loved.
I have learned sacrifice, Ani. I have asked God so many times to take your place that I should no longer exist. You are worth more than I could ever have or deserve.
I have learned to smile through the adversity. My ability to make you smile with mirth, as well as fulfillment gives me so much more than I feel I give back.
Last, but certainly not least, I have learned about beauty. You are beautiful when I use my eyes to see you. You are beautiful when I use my heart to see you. You are beautiful in your joy to be with me. I am constantly stunned at how beautiful you are. I am so glad that your beauty shines to other people. I pray most fervently that the beauty of your voice, whether in song or expression, be restored to this world that so needs it.
I have learned to differentiate body and soul. Your body doesn't work well, but your soul lights my darkest moments.
I have learned that no victory is too small. Victories cannot be nullified by a subsequent failure. You have been SO victorious.
I have learned even more, that true strength is not of a physical nature. Your perseverance through this has shown me a glimpse of the strength Jesus showed during his ordeal.
I have learned the power of the words "I love you", for both the speaker and receiver. I have learned that there are also SO MANY ways to tell Annika Aili Grace Prindle that I love her without using those three words. How infinitely more ways does the Holy Trinity tell me that I am loved.
I have learned sacrifice, Ani. I have asked God so many times to take your place that I should no longer exist. You are worth more than I could ever have or deserve.
I have learned to smile through the adversity. My ability to make you smile with mirth, as well as fulfillment gives me so much more than I feel I give back.
Last, but certainly not least, I have learned about beauty. You are beautiful when I use my eyes to see you. You are beautiful when I use my heart to see you. You are beautiful in your joy to be with me. I am constantly stunned at how beautiful you are. I am so glad that your beauty shines to other people. I pray most fervently that the beauty of your voice, whether in song or expression, be restored to this world that so needs it.
A perfect smile
Micah, you're 2 and still like to cuddle and rock with me.
You're looking up at me with your cheek to my chest.
Softly repeating "I love you", I stroke your hair.
Your eyes twinkle, and your smile peeks around your pacifier.
A smile just for me.
A smile I don't see anywhere else.
God, may I forever be able to recall that smile in my memory.
A smile that tells me that I can sometimes do something right.
You're looking up at me with your cheek to my chest.
Softly repeating "I love you", I stroke your hair.
Your eyes twinkle, and your smile peeks around your pacifier.
A smile just for me.
A smile I don't see anywhere else.
God, may I forever be able to recall that smile in my memory.
A smile that tells me that I can sometimes do something right.
Monday, July 9, 2012
God, convict me...
God, my son is gone, and it is not my fault. Help me remember this.
God, my girl is hurt, and it is not my fault. Help me remember this.
God, of my _true_ faults, I want YOU, your Son and Spirit to convict me, not my flawed perception.
I don't want to live with feeling fault, I don't want Ani to see this and even get any thought that she may have fault in her condition. God, give her peace in that.
God, my girl is hurt, and it is not my fault. Help me remember this.
God, of my _true_ faults, I want YOU, your Son and Spirit to convict me, not my flawed perception.
I don't want to live with feeling fault, I don't want Ani to see this and even get any thought that she may have fault in her condition. God, give her peace in that.
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