Two Moments

Two moments. Three hours apart.

Do you see her?

Right there in the middle?

Laying hands and praying for another kiddo?

To go from one of the saddest things she has experienced yet in her short life to being surrounded by such godly men and women exemplifying God’s glory and love and mercy.

I pray that God healed her heart Friday night. Her broken heart, grieving for the loss of her buddy.

Not understanding why he’s not walking in our door anymore. Why she won’t be able to grab his ankles and be dragged around the house. Why she won’t be able to run up and spank his booty again.

She doesn’t understand why and I know at her young age, this will pass quickly and that playdoh can make almost anything better.

At the same time, I am so grateful she had a room full of believers surrounding her Friday night. Loving on her. Playing with her. Providing a joyful space where all things are good again.

Bless our children Lord. May they know your joy. Your peace. Your presence.

May you be the Comforter to those like Edley who are burdened with sadness or hurts.

Be their Encourager, Healer, Provider.

And thank you for those who didn’t know what she was going through, but who were your hands and feet to her this weekend.