Thoughts about death from our children...

First please let me thank you all for your prayers and kind words.

When you go through a death in the family with your children, they say some of the most amazing things. Like our 9 yodd said, "You know, Mom, I have been sad before, but I have never been this sad." Both of us sat their with big tears rolling down our cheeks, and I told her it is ok to feel sad. It is ok to cry. We went on to talk about how Uncle Neil is now in heaven and he isn't in pain anymore. Her thoughts on that were this..."I understand why God wanted to have Jesus die to come live with Him in heaven because He was His real Son. But I don't understand why He wanted to take Uncle Neil, because he wasn't like His real son." We were able to talk about how we are His real sons and daughters. Just as much as God loved Jesus...that is how much He loves us as His children! This daughter thinks out loud, so it is so nice to be able to follow-up with her thoughts. A couple of our other daughters are the type that process things within. Our 6yodd is so sensitive. She is so concerned about what Auntie Ardella is going to do now. She wrote her a letter today that says..."We love you and are praying for you. I hope you get to do some things with us so you can have a happy heart."

Our 11 yodd has a very deep spiritual side to her. This morning during our Bible time. We were studying God as Adonay--Our Lord, Master. We talked about how He is Sovereign. The conversation led into how she had asked her Sunday School class to pray for Uncle Neil on Sunday morning. She talked about how her SS teacher had prayed that the Lord would heal her uncle...and then later that same day the Lord completely healed him. He had heard their prayers and healed him. What amazed me was that she realized that the Lord's Sovereign will was to completely heal Uncle Neil in heaven rather than here on earth. I thought she was going to ask why didn't God answer their prayers...but she didn't. She has such deep spiritual understanding and she knew that the Lord did indeed answer our prayers. She has been working on a poster for him. It says Jehovah Shalom on it. She has looked up as many verses she could about God Our Peace. She was crying really hard because she didn't get it done in time for him to see it. We were able to talk about how the Lord knew she was working on that and how He is going to use it to bring comfort to Auntie Ardella now.

These are the times that I appreciate that we home school. If the kids were gone during the day...we wouldn't have these moments together. We were able to pray together, cry together and talk about this together. Some times with kids it is so hard to understand what they are truly thinking, so I am glad that I can be here to catch it as it is expressed. And together we continue to grow.