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I can't imagine how difficult it would be to lose your child at the hands of another. It would seem to make no sense. It would seem like this should not have happened and it would be an added burden to try deal with, in your heart, the one that brought this pain upon you. I am so sorry. If you want to share more please do so. May Jesus comfort you always.Originally Posted by nannyto3
Thank you for starting this thread, it is greatly needed.
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It is so hard to care for a sick child. I know that you wish that you could take their place. I'm very sorry for losing your dear son, Scoot. You are right that time does not heal all wounds. We do go on missing our children, terribly.Oh Nanny!It hurts so bad and time doesn't heal all wounds. We lost our Scoot May 1, 2006 to Hodgkin's Disease. He had just turned 29. He had fought a long hard battle for seven years and never gave up the fight. He was so brave and thoughtful throughout it all. Yes, we need to dedicate a thread to these much loved, much missed children of ours.
We need comfort and love and understanding for the rest of our life.
I am so grateful we have such a tender loving God. Grief would be unbearable without Him. I can not imagine how awful this must have been for you, but I love hearing the stories about your children and how they touched peoples' lives. The youth pastor at our church told a story of a young boy in our church who died about two years ago. He was saved but he was killed in a car accident. Afterwards, they found a prayer list in his locker at school. He said that he always prayed for God to use him. This child was praying for the kids with the lockers next to him, friends, and all sorts of people he didn't even know. At his funeral, MANY of those very kids were saved! God uses even our grief for his glory. And like Job, we will get it all back one day!!
I haven't lost a child in the way you guys have. I miscarried my first baby about five years ago. I can only imagine that it was but a very miniscule glimpse of what losing a child you have known is like. I asked the Lord to name him and I can only hope I will recognize him when I see him in Heaven one day.
Oh dear sister, you will know him when you see your precious child!! He will probably be the one who recognizes you first. To this day I recall the first moment my son and I met face to face, he looked into my eyes with his big blue eyes and there was this look like, "I know who you are!" I know your son will know his Mom when he finally sees her come Home too!
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You gave me wonderful shivers. I know your little love is with Jesus. My, what a story.
For each of you that has suffered a loss, I pray for God's presence to surround you, even now. I pray for peace, strength and for comfort.
I wanted to share w/you all a story that my uncle shared when my aunt passed away, a few years ago. My aunt had been battling cancer for 7 years. In the year before she died, she flew to Puerto Rico to visit my uncle (also her birthplace). She had lost a great deal of weight. She had that "cancer look" about her. My uncle knew she was dying. He knew that it would be the last time that he saw her alive. With a grieving and heavy heart, he saw her off to the airport. He and his family were crying and grieving, as she walked on the airplane. They were grieving because they knew they wouldn't see her again. However, on our end... we were in California, waiting to receive her back. There were about 15 of us meeting her at the airport. We made a banner and everything. We were celebrating and were happy to have her back. And of course, we ate.... because that's what Puerto Rican's do when they get together.
Anyway, when my aunt passed away, my uncle shared this story. This is the same situation for all of us who have had loved ones go before us (to heaven). We grieve, we're sad and we miss them terribly. But on the other side... in heaven... the loved ones who have gone before THEM greeted them w/great celebration. Maybe even big banners and balloons. I can picture a big bus w/a chorus of angels saying "Bus driver! MOVE THAT BUS" as the bus moves to reveal your precious children to the family members who went (before them).
It's ok to grieve. It's ok to go THROUGH the grieving process. It's not ok to set up camp there. God WILL bring you through and bring you out.
I love to tell funny stories about my aunt that passed away. She loved to giggle at fart jokes. I can always remember her snickering in a corner, whenever the rest of us would be going off on some hilarious tangent. I say that because I believe it's vital for us to embrace the joy that our loved ones gave us. Remember and share all the good times and the funny stories. CELEBRATE their lives. It's an incredibly high honor to celebrate their lives. Tell us about your children. Tell us how they made you laugh or the joy that they brought to your lives. Please share.
Yes, He has carried me for the loss of two children now. He gave me Amanda to help me with the loss of my baby (I was mid-way through the pregnancy when a cord accident occured. I found out he was dead at my regular monthly check up.)
It is very hard to lose a child through miscarriage. It leaves a hole that cannot be filled; you, too, have lost a child. To me, it did make a difference not having known my baby as I did Amanda. With the loss of my baby, there was a loss of promise, the ache of empty arms, the grief was deep. The loss of Amanda can't even be described. The hole in our lives is so huge and so deep that nothing can fill it. I do believe that you will see your child in heaven and you will recognize him/her. Your arms will ache no more.
What a wonderful analogy ZanderMom!! Oh yes, we just know our son is laughing and having a good time right now in Heaven! As young as he was at the time of his departure he hadn't even lost his grandparents. He never knew his fathers' parents. They had both died before he was born. But he still had my parents. A few days before he passed he asked us from his hospital bed, "Who will I know in Heaven?" Well, I am certain his father's parents who he had never known in this life must have found him and also my grandparents. I'm sure he is making friends and having a grand time. He was always having fun in this life so I know he's still Scoot and still laughing and teasing. He's got to have pets though because he always had pets. So I just know some of his pets must be there too to keep him occupied. Thank you again for your warm, positive picture of joy in Heaven. There is certainly no doubt it's far richer than we know this side of the sky!For each of you that has suffered a loss, I pray for God's presence to surround you, even now. I pray for peace, strength and for comfort.
I wanted to share w/you all a story that my uncle shared when my aunt passed away, a few years ago. My aunt had been battling cancer for 7 years. In the year before she died, she flew to Puerto Rico to visit my uncle (also her birthplace). She had lost a great deal of weight. She had that "cancer look" about her. My uncle knew she was dying. He knew that it would be the last time that he saw her alive. With a grieving and heavy heart, he saw her off to the airport. He and his family were crying and grieving, as she walked on the airplane. They were grieving because they knew they wouldn't see her again. However, on our end... we were in California, waiting to receive her back. There were about 15 of us meeting her at the airport. We made a banner and everything. We were celebrating and were happy to have her back. And of course, we ate.... because that's what Puerto Rican's do when they get together.
Anyway, when my aunt passed away, my uncle shared this story. This is the same situation for all of us who have had loved ones go before us (to heaven). We grieve, we're sad and we miss them terribly. But on the other side... in heaven... the loved ones who have gone before THEM greeted them w/great celebration. Maybe even big banners and balloons. I can picture a big bus w/a chorus of angels saying "Bus driver! MOVE THAT BUS" as the bus moves to reveal your precious children to the family members who went (before them).
It's ok to grieve. It's ok to go THROUGH the grieving process. It's not ok to set up camp there. God WILL bring you through and bring you out.
I love to tell funny stories about my aunt that passed away. She loved to giggle at fart jokes. I can always remember her snickering in a corner, whenever the rest of us would be going off on some hilarious tangent. I say that because I believe it's vital for us to embrace the joy that our loved ones gave us. Remember and share all the good times and the funny stories. CELEBRATE their lives. It's an incredibly high honor to celebrate their lives. Tell us about your children. Tell us how they made you laugh or the joy that they brought to your lives. Please share.
Amanda loved the Aflac duck commercials. I can still hear her laughing at them. The new one they have on with the duck driving the racing car, she would have been rolling on the floor laughing.
She was plucky, too. My husband dropped her at the school where I worked in April of '06. My dear friend and co-teacher watched her for me because I was in a special ed meeting. Anyway, Amanda was 10 and sitting in a class of tough inner-city 11th and 12th graders. They were supposed to be watching a movie but the kids were talking loudly and misbehaving. Amanda stood up, turned around, and said, "EXCUSE ME PEOPLE BUT SOME OF US WOULD LIKE TO WATCH THE MOVIE!!!" The kids all got quiet and one of the boys started to say "What the f... Who the H..." My friend was afraid for Amanda until one of the girls started laughing and yelled "YOU GO GIRL!!!" They all settled down and got quiet and let Amanda watch the movie.
She was a special kid.
I wrote a story about Amanda's trip to Heaven. If anyone would like to read it, I would be happy to e-mail it to you. I want my daughter Laura to illustrate it but we haven't gotten together on that yet. The story's about 9 pages long so I can't post it.
Yes, I would love to read it. Maybe you can post it on a website and link it? Just a suggestion...
I'll PM you my addy.
praying for you all....soon brothers and sisters, soon we shall all be together forever with our loved ones!
Hello Everyone, I am so glad I started this post so I could hear about your precious children. Isn't it wonderful to know that our children are in Heaven and will be waiting for us when we arrive. I know how much my precious Sarah loved me and I know that she is waiting for that day. I can just hear her say "Oh mom what happened to you". Well in the 11 years I am a lot grayer and more round
I have found peace knowing that my God is sovereign. Sarah's murder was no surprise to God. Did he cause it, no, but he did allow it. I don't know for what reason, but I rest in knowing that I don't have to know. Because I trust Him, I trusted Him then and even more so now. My life belongs to him and I thank him for every moment he gives me.
I am blessed with 3 beautiful granddaugthers, the oldest looks just like Sarah. So I tell people God gave me 3 or 1I miss Sarah, some days what I wouldn't give for just one more hug, one more kiss, once more to hear "I love you". But you know I will see Sarah again and the next time it is FOREVER!!!
I know what you mean. I don't have many videos of Amanda, mostly little clips that my daugther Rachel caught with her digital camera last year. I watch them and listen to her voice. Do dreams come eventually? I ask God for pleasant dreams of her but I have only had three in the past 8 months. I can hug her again in my dreams, if they would only come. sigh.
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Thank you for the chance to talk a little about my Angie. As the years pass the chances get fewer.
Angie was "all girl". No tomboy stuff here. She loved dresses with frills, shiny shoes, and buttons and bows. She hardly ever got dirty. She loved Barbie and beautiful clothes to dress her in. Her favorite movies were Sleeping Beauty and Cinderella.
Angie loved to play with a cassette recorder. She taped herself playing with her toys and sometimes with her friends. She also loved her cats. She would get angry with them at times for messing up her stuff and I would hear her scold them.
In spite of her illness, Angie was joyful and delightful, she loved life and enjoyed it, "in the moment". She giggled and laughed a lot.
It was so hard not to spoil her and I did my best not to. Since it was possible that she would live a long life, I was afraid of making that mistake.
Angie loved Jesus. I began teaching her about Jesus from the time she was born. We would sit together and read all kinds of books together, including bible stories.
When Angie had art projects, her themes were always sunshine, rainbows and happy faces. She would make notes on her drawings that said she loved Mom, Dad, and Jesus. She would draw a cross by Jesus' name. Needless to say these are my prized possessions.
Sometimes I think, no wonder Jesus took her home, he must have missed her terribly. I know now, something of how he must have felt.
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My Josh 7/25/79 - 8/12/00
Once upon a time there came into the world a beautiful 9 pound 2 ounce 22 inch long bundle of joy. He had the most unusual beautiful blond hair that looked highligted with gold. He had blue eyes. The only one out of three I had naturally. "OUCH" I was begging for pain meds... thought I was going to die. He was in distress (and by this time SO WAS I) they refused to give me anything. But I do remember the kindest eyes of a nurse behind her mask. I had fear in mine.
He was having trouble coming into the world... I pushed and pushed... he came and his shoulders looked like they belonged on a football player.
He swallowed a lot of fluid on his travel into the world so they put him in the intensive care unit for obs and to get the fluid out. He looked HUGE next to the premies. One person even asked "how long has that baby been in here"..... LOL
He was okay. He looked a little disgruntled and I guess he was, it was a hard trip for the little guy. He wanted to be held a lot. He had the LOUDEST cry, not like a newborn.... so he got held a LOT.
There were 10 years between he and his older brother. I think older brother got a little jealous at first. No... a lot jealous. A lot of changes for an only child. We had moved and now a new baby. We didn't move far.. still in the same neighborhood but still a change for Jimmy.
Josh grew to be the apple of everyone's eye. Two years later his little sister came along. I loved being pregnant with all three of my babies. I always had easy pregnancies. Josh was the hardest because he was two weeks late and I was huge. Felt like I had rode a wooden horse near the end of it. His head must have been right there - ready... but he was stubborn. Didn't want to leave the safety of mommy's belly. (today they wouldn't let you go that long over... they would induce)
His dad and I divorced when he was about 3 years old. We had separated two or three times before that. Josh never had a relationship with his dad and was pretty bitter toward him. Angry and sad toward him. Didn't understand why he didn't show an interest in him.
His dad is a strange man.... not a bad man... just a strange one. Self pity all the time. "poor me" syndrome. You either really liked him or you couldn't stand him. But he did his kids wrong. Only his oldest has anything to do with him... and she is just sweet.. and forgiving. Josh had two sisters by his dad's first marriage. A brother and sister by me.
Jodi has gotten very close with her sisters since Josh died. He brought the siblings from his dad closer together. Josh was getting close to them before he left us. His older two sisters took him out on his 21st birthday. Jimmy showed up there, Jodi was to young to go. When Josh saw Jimmy he thought I sent Jimmy after him to bring him home.... hehehehe.... at 21 years old he still thought mom was the boss. He knew I worred about him drinking and being out.
I wish I had sent Jimmy to get him just a few weeks later. He never came home to me.
Jimmy was the best to both Josh and Jodi..... they really looked up to their big brother. Josh's last Thanksgiving was spent talking a lot with his big brother... he talked about it for weeks.
He wasn't in a hurrry to come into this world but left it way too early.... hard entry... hard exit. But safe with God now. He had a loud cry as a baby and now a loud cry praising the Lord.
I miss him.
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Joshua Paul Cope
7/25/79-8/12/00
passenger single car accident/drunk driver
http://www.angelfire.com/ab2/springshome/Journal16.html
OCEANS OF LOVE and PRAYERS,
Rita/manytears
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I see how much you miss your dear Josh. May Jesus comfort you now, and may you have comfort knowing that he is safe in God's arms.
What a joyous day it will be when we all see our loved ones again.
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AmenThough as yet, I've not lost a child or grandchild in death, I still know that death creates a terrible grief which I've experienced due to other family losses. Indeed it does help to talk to others about the one you loved so much who has 'gone on ahead'. It seems to shorten the waiting time until we see them again.
All of us in the RR family would like to get to know the dear children of our fellow members that have gone to live in the arms of our precious Savior. A book by John MacArthur, "Safe in the Arms of Jesus" comes highly recommended by parents who've experienced the death of their child. Perhaps it would be helpful to someone who posts in this thread.
Blessings to all of you who decide to share with us the precious memories of the one whose memory you hold so dear in your heart.
ing for everyone.
Manytears that was beuutiful thank you for sharing.
Sarah was a tomboy. I couldn't get her to play dolls, but put a ball glove in her hand and she was at home. A wonderful 1st baseman. I am very short, Sarah is 5'10, towered over her mom. She was the middle child, struck between two brothers who adore her. She was the little girl I prayed for.
She never met a stranger and always had a smile on her face. She was a pure joy here on earth and I can only imagine how she is in Heaven. She was so excited when she learn to drive. She had saved money working and had her own car for 2 1/2 weeks before being killed. As I look back I am so happy she had that brief experience. I can still remember how she loved that car. We were mother and daugther, but we were also friends. I miss her so much.... but I know I will see that sweet child again. Praise our loving God for sending his son Jesus so I could see my Sarah again. I can NEVER thank my Father enough for loving me so much.
Oh, ManyTears, thank you so much for sharing about your precious son, Josh. You were such a comfort to me when I first came to Rapture Ready. The Bible says we are able to comfort others through the experiences of our own sufferings, and you are certainly faithful about doing that dear sister.
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