The wave of uncertainty is large,strong,crushing. The sadness and grief of leaving her loves pulls at her every fiber. "If only's" are outweighing reality.
She clutches to the warm, life filled hand with her cold one.
She longs to open her eyes and smile at them, to hold them, to once again take their pain on her tiny shoulders, if only for a moment.
Dare she ask? Ask her Almighty King of one more request?
He already knows.
She asks.
He delivers.
Their beautiful faces come back into view. One last warm smile for them covers her face. One last twinkle and wink of her tired eyes, reassure their heart.
A goodbye just for her loves. A goodbye to be shared with generations to come.
"Oh thank-you Father!!", she breathes in delight, as she turns to the Giver of this precious gift, the Giver of her breath, her All.
All she sees is light, all she hears is "Holy Holy",all she feels is comfort. The ragged gasps, vanished. The pain, removed.
She holds tightly to a new hand, a holy hand. Through a place that is pure, undefiled, true . Towards her Saviour, her almighty she walks. Forever free.
-Matt. 7:7
"Ask and it shall be given you;seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you:"