For those who don't know The Man very well, he became single when his wife passed away nearly two years ago. Little B was only 4 years old.
Little B's maternal grandmother has been able to maintain a relationship with him and invites him for many weekends at her house. This has been important to her, as Little B is her only grandchild.
The grandmother was diagnosed back in the Spring with Cancer, and her recent bout with pneumonia over Christmas sent her to the I.C.U. None of us were sure what the outcome would be, and I think we were all doing our best to mentally & spiritually prepare for the worst, while praying & hoping for the best. Thankfully, she began to get better over these last few days.
Last Sunday, while sitting in church, I had several thoughts & impressions regarding the situation. On the one hand, I thought about the sweet reunion this grandmother would have with her own daughter, and have an end to her earthly pain, should she pass on. On the other hand, I knew she worried about Little B & his welfare; she would have a hard time leaving him. While contemplating this, the words of a hymn, "As Sisters in Zion" came to mind.
"The errand of angels is given to women;
And this is a gift that, as sisters, we claim;
To do whatsoever is gentle and human,
To cheer and to bless in humanity's name."
Suddenly, I imagined me, standing next to Little B's mother in Heaven before coming to earth. Me, making a promise to her to care for her child.
I don't know for certain that ever occurred in our premortal existence. But I do know the impact it had on me on that very instant. Having the opportunity to care for Little B IS a gift just as the hymn proclaims.
I feel like the Lord has blessed me with a tender mercy; to glimpse just a little of my purpose - my mission here on this earth. My errand of angels.
Little B's maternal grandmother has been able to maintain a relationship with him and invites him for many weekends at her house. This has been important to her, as Little B is her only grandchild.
The grandmother was diagnosed back in the Spring with Cancer, and her recent bout with pneumonia over Christmas sent her to the I.C.U. None of us were sure what the outcome would be, and I think we were all doing our best to mentally & spiritually prepare for the worst, while praying & hoping for the best. Thankfully, she began to get better over these last few days.
Last Sunday, while sitting in church, I had several thoughts & impressions regarding the situation. On the one hand, I thought about the sweet reunion this grandmother would have with her own daughter, and have an end to her earthly pain, should she pass on. On the other hand, I knew she worried about Little B & his welfare; she would have a hard time leaving him. While contemplating this, the words of a hymn, "As Sisters in Zion" came to mind.
"The errand of angels is given to women;
And this is a gift that, as sisters, we claim;
To do whatsoever is gentle and human,
To cheer and to bless in humanity's name."
Suddenly, I imagined me, standing next to Little B's mother in Heaven before coming to earth. Me, making a promise to her to care for her child.
I don't know for certain that ever occurred in our premortal existence. But I do know the impact it had on me on that very instant. Having the opportunity to care for Little B IS a gift just as the hymn proclaims.
I feel like the Lord has blessed me with a tender mercy; to glimpse just a little of my purpose - my mission here on this earth. My errand of angels.
6 comments:
*tear*sniffle**ugly cry!!! What a Beautiful Post! I know that you were sent on an errand to be an Angel to many....me included.
Love this. I love your insight and outlook on things. Its just beautiful.
I thought that this would be just a nice little post, but no. You just had to make me cry. Nice job, but also a nice idea or memory you had.
Beautiful
This is posting under Sydney Bell but it's really me, Amy :)
AWESOME! Love this!
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