Knocking At Heaven’s Door

The loss of a child will be the worst traumatic event any parent can experience.  Although death is inevitable, when it comes violently and without warning, especially to a child, it is unspeakable. I hope I can find the words to offer even the slightest comfort to those who lost Jeremiah before his time on earth was through. Last week, his precious life was taken away by a brutal, senseless, and heinous act of a cowardly father. The death of a child should never happen before their time, especially in such a horrific act of evil.  

For me, the most painful part was knowing that when Jerimiah woke up that day, he had no idea it would be his last; that his life would no longer belong to him but to the God of all things. There is no doubt whatsoever that God welcomed his spirit into glory with open arms. Although I never met this young child, I immediately dedicated my new website to him, so that his life would not be taken in vain. The memories he left behind will live forever in the hearts of those who came to know and love him. There will be a gaping hole in everyone’s heart forever, and we must not wait to reach out and protect our children, who belong to all of us. 

Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” The son in whom God delights is the eternal image and reflection of God and is thus God himself. 

                                                           In Our Hearts

                                                    We thought of you today 

                                                     But that is nothing new

                                             We thought about you yesterday, too

                                                    And days before that too

                                                      We think of you in silence

                                                     We often speak your name

                                                   Now we are left with memories

                                                    And your picture in a frame

                                                   Your memory is our keepsake

                                                    With which we’ll never part

                                                      God has you in his keeping

                                                       We have you in our heart

To Jeremiah, as you sit in heaven, know that you will never be forgotten. 

Blessings dear child,