Yesterday I got home from work and my hubby said "someone was killed on a road near us." He then showed me the news clip. That someone was a son of a girl in my hometown neighborhood. We would play "wedding." Melissa was usually the bride because she was the tallest and around age 13 fit into my mom's wedding dress (she was tall for her age). My friend Amy and I were the bridesmaids and my sister was the flower girl.
We would set up the wedding scene and even walk down the aisle to the music of Pachelbel Canon in D.
Fast forward nearly a decade. Melissa is in college, has a son and continues to teach piano lessons. I helped Melissa by holding little baby Lucas. He cuddled and slept the entire time. What a sweet baby, only a couple weeks old. Lucas grew and grew and grew. He played the viola, ran cross country and played basketball. About 4 years ago he struggled with a brain infection. The doctors said this infection was life threatening. He made it through that challenge only to be hit by a car yesterday while he was crossing the street to the bus stop. Lucas wanted to be a doctor and he was only fifteen.
"Grief is an emotion beyond compare. The mind doesn't rest. The body won't be still. Sleep will not come. Memories, moments, conversations, touches, hugs, hopes, dreams. He was our miracle." My dear friend Amy put these words on her face book page recently.
Please pray for this family. They need to feel God's loving arms around them.
Isaiah 43:2 New King James Version (NKJV) When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned. Nor shall the flame scorch you.