Mistie |
My heart cried all day
yesterday.
My eyes also cried
at the funeral and last night
when I was asked to say
the family prayer.
I put my hands over my face and said
”Heavenly Father this has been such a sad day.”
And I cried and cried.
Finally Danny said
”Do you want me to say it?”
Yes, I nodded.
After the prayer he told me all of the
wonderful news of the Gospel,
that Mistie was in a wonderful place
and her family would be
with her again.
"Families Can Be Together Forever"
“I know, I know”
And I told her of a dear friend in California that had brain cancer and the doctors had suggested two months but that a year and a half or so later he is still here and had given a talk in church last month, and it was a miracle.
I told her she must have hope and never give up that she could have a miracle too. Russ told me last week that the cancer was in her spine and on each vertebrae and was causing the most excruciating pain.
After the funeral yesterday I realized that
her life was the miracle.
She was the age of my seventh baby
and youngest daughter
Jessie
but she was very much
like my sixth baby,
Amy.
“Why Mistie?"
There is a reason,
I know there is.
And I know my heart will grasp
it one of these days but
'For today I weep.'