GG

      For weeks now I have been impatiently waiting for our tree to blossom and fill with bright magenta flowers. All the trees around our neighborhood seemed to have popped open weeks before, but for some strange reason, our tree wouldn't. Spring is one of the most beautiful times of year with it's fresh flowers and green grass. It is a sign of new life. Why wasn't our tree blossoming and showing the beauty of that life?
      This morning I woke up to my parents coming in my room. Rather than my mom singing her  "Goodmorning" song, they were quiet. Something wasn't right. They told me my GG had passed away last-night. I don't remember them leaving my room, but I laid in bed dozing in and out sleep for hours after not wanting to even move. I do remember how-ever praying "Abba Father, please tell GG I love him, and that I am sorry I never took the chance to tell him." And immediately after, I felt a tremendous sense of peace, I heard words in my heart, no voice but words none the less, saying "he knew all along."
      When I finally got out of bed, I saw my mom and hugged her for a long time. The first thing she told me was "look outside" and there it was. My tree had blossomed into true beauty. I smiled to myself through oncoming tears knowing that his passing did not bring forth death, but rather new life! My tears that preceded his passing were like the rain from the sky that later were a mere step in the process in helping transition that tree from sure death into beautiful new life, my GG is living life fuller than I can imagine now. My heart cries selfishly, knowing he's not here with me on earth. But I praise Jesus that he is home now. GG is not gone to me though, I will carry his legacy of a kind heart, and helpful hands with me as I grow. And when my time comes, I will see him in another life.