Children everywhere…
Dishes waiting to be put
away…
A servant’s heart…
Those four things were a
sure recipe for disaster one evening when Millie was just 2 years old. We had attended a school assembly honoring first
responders. Our friend who is a fireman
had spoken at it and the school presented him with a thank you for serving the
community along with a few other men.
When it was over, David brought the children home in the van, while I
rode with our friends.
Once we arrived there was so
much to do trying to pull dinner together for 10 people. We were rushing around the kitchen when David
decided to help and unload the dishwasher.
That is nothing new, his love language is ‘acts of service’ and he often
serves those in our home to show us he cares.
I can see in my mind us all talking in the kitchen, the noise level
pretty loud that day. He went to the
dishwasher and picked up the pitcher that goes on the blender. Just as he turned to walk to the cabinet, he
swung that item backwards, never realizing that Millie had run up behind
him. It connected with her face, just beside
her nose and left her cut and bleeding.
That was one of those times
in life things happen that cause such anguish to us. A heaviness entered our hearts,
and our stomach felt almost sick. He immediately grabbed her up and began to wipe
the blood away. Both he and our first
responder friend looked her over and decided she did not need stitches. However,
they both knew that cut, in that area of her face, would leave a scar. A blemish on our little girl—her face none
the less. Something we could not change
that would affect her the rest of her life.
David was distraught. He felt
horrible! It really stuck out to him
that she would now carry this scar for all to see…forever. There is no consoling a daddy when he hurts
for his little girl.
That scar came back to my
memory yesterday as I drove through town.
There is a new song on the radio about scars. A poignant song that reminds us that the only
scars in heaven are those on Christ Jesus.
What a thought that is—a tremendous joy to know that the scars we carry
will all fade away. We will be made new
with no trace of this life filled with heartache. All our sorrow and pain, our
stress and disappointments, our mistakes, and accidents…they all fade when you
are in the presence of our Lord.
Sweet Millie no longer carries
that scar, or the many others caused by cancer treatment. Her little body no
longer fights the trauma of all she walked through the last year of her life. She carries perfection now. Perfect heath and happiness. That reassures my mama’s heart and reminds me
how thankful I am for Jesus and the promise of heaven.
𝑺𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑺 𝑰𝑵 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑽𝑬𝑵 -
𝗖𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴
𝗖𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗻𝘀
𝑰𝒇 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆
𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐
𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓, 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓
𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰’𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖
𝑪𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆’𝒔 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈’𝒔 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖
𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆’𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒏𝒐 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝑰𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒐𝒘
𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒚
Y𝒐𝒖 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏, 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚
𝑯𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒍𝒖𝒋𝒂𝒉, 𝑯𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒍𝒖𝒋𝒂𝒉. 𝑯𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒍𝒖𝒋𝒂𝒉, 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆’𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖
𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆
𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝑰’𝒎 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏,
𝑰’𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝑰’𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒖𝒏
𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝑰 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒆
© 2021 𝑴𝒚 𝑹𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒈𝒆 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄 (𝑩𝑴𝑰) (𝒂𝒅𝒎𝒊𝒏. 𝒂𝒕 𝑬𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒍𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄𝑷𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈.𝒄𝒐𝒎); 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑭𝒊𝒗𝒆 / 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝑯𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄 (𝑨𝑺𝑪𝑨𝑷) (𝒂𝒅𝒎𝒊𝒏. 𝒃𝒚 𝑴𝒆 𝑮𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒂 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄 𝒐𝒃𝒐 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝑭𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝑯𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑴𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄)
Blessings sweet friends…
｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★｡･:*:･ﾟ☆
I still believe in Millie’s
Miracle
｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ Hebrews 11:1 ｡･:*:･ﾟ☆
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