My daughter recently sent me a video of my grandsons snuggled in close to her, watching a scene from the movie Dumbo. The soft words touched my heart and I couldn't help but cry. Dumbo's mother was singing a lullaby that my sister in law Amy used to sing to her babies, and even to my own whenever she would rock them. "Baby Mine". I would watch her with each of them, rocking and singing that precious song with so much love in her eyes. What a feeling to be cradled in the arms of one who loves you so much, listening to those words.
I will never forget the day I sat in the dark, rocking her youngest, trying to sing that song but not getting past the lump in my throat. His sweet mother was gone. She would not be here to sing to him like she did to the others. Only 6 days old. My heart ached for this child. I wanted to hold him forever and take care of him and show him it would be ok. That he would never be alone.
I know I have written about this before, but death touches us all at some point, maybe even someone today. My heart wants to give you hope. I may never know why God chose to take Amy home to be with Him. I do know that it's awfully hard to get through the hurt and trust His plan. Sometimes we can't seem to get past the anger we might have or the depression, sadness and even fatigue. It's hard to see Jesus through the darkness our souls feel, but those are the times we need to look for Him the most. When we're alone in the dark. When we can't get past the lump in our throats to speak to Him. When the pain seems almost unbearable and we don't want to move on. I also know that Heaven became a little sweeter to me that day and every time I lose a loved one, it only gets sweeter and sweeter. A homecoming awaits, and when I hear songs about heaven they mean so much more to me now. Every time I read God's words about the streets of glory, my heart fills with comfort and joy and I smile, thinking of them all there. I also know that even in that darkness, I am never alone. My loving Father is holding me with so much love in His eyes and just like an infant cradled in His arms, I should trust in His care. Secure and loved. Never alone. Taken care of forever.
The words to that old lullaby from Dumbo have so much more meaning to me now because I know that my Heavenly Father is singing those precious words to me....."Baby mine, don't you cry. Baby mine, dry your eyes. Rest your head close to my heart, never to part, baby of mine."