Wednesday, August 16, 2006

When Lauren was an infant, we attended my Grandmother Higgins' funeral. She was a godly woman who set an incredible Christlike example for her children and grandchildren... and great-grandchildren.

I will never forget the pastor's words at this event. He spoke of life, it's endings and beginnings. As he did, he illuminated Gramma's death and how it was recently preceeded by Lauren's new life. He spoke of her legacy, her love and care for her family. He spoke of her sacrifice. Her life was filled with it on behalf of her Savior, and her children.

I will always remember going to my Gramma's home and heading for the cookie jar where freshly baked chocolate chip cookies awaited. I remember spending the night at her house and how special that was, even though she only lived about 5 or 6 blocks away.

She was often in the Word upon my arrival. She worked at memorizing scripture and would share it from time to time. What a blessing and influence she had on my life.

A year ago this past weekend, Beej and I went to our local hospital's immediate care facility to have him checked over for apparent pneumonia. He was given a new antibiotic and we were sent home (he had already been on another for the swollen lymph nodes under his arm).

Yesterday, I went back to that hospital because good friends of ours just had a baby. Baby Olivia has just entered the world and my she is precious. Lauren, Whitney and I took turns holding her.

My what a difference a year makes. As we pulled into the hospital (not the one where he spent 6 weeks), I nearly rear-ended the friend I was following. The entrance I was expecting to drive to had been covered over by a massive pile of dirt. The new entrance was much closer than I expected. Change happens where you do not expect it.

I could not help but reflect upon where things were a year ago. The rush of emotion, the intensity of concern, the suffering young man who didn't sleep for two or three nights in a row as he fought for breath and life. How I love that "little man!"

Now, a year later, Olivia gets her turn at life. What choices will she make? Whose life will she impact? Will she trust Jesus as her Savior?

The same place that we mark in time as a sort of 'beginning of the end' for Beej, holds an entirely different meaning for this family. It is the start of things new and exciting. We celebrate this life with them!

Olivia's older cousin Jeremy just returned from 8 weeks in Peru. You see, He heard God's call on his life at BJ's funeral celebration. He heard the voice of the Lord call him to take BJ's place in Peru. He went. He served. He impacted the lives of the the lost for the King of Kings! He has an amazing testimony to share as a result. God raises up those He chooses, those who are willing, those who will answer His call. Jeremy is making a difference for the Kingdom of God. Olivia will have her chance. BJ had his. What are we doing with ours?

dad (brent)

9 Comments:

At 10:28 AM, Blogger Aunt Maralyn & Uncle Ray said...

Oh my tears again.
You brought back many memories with the pictures you painted in my mind today. Your Gramma (my Mother) would be soooo proud of her GRANDCHILDREN today. The adults that you all have become is such a blessing.
None of us have ever been able to duplicate the chocolate chip cookies that were always in that cookie jar, even though I have the recipe.
We certainly have a wonderful heritage for which I am very thankful.
Love you.
Aunt Maralyn

 
At 11:19 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

God Bless you...while you do not know me, you and your family have left an indelible mark on my life...
Greenfield, Indiana

 
At 11:55 AM, Anonymous kristin dutt said...

dad-

i love you. i'm feeling it during this season of remembrance. i'm praying for you always.

~kristin

 
At 5:36 PM, Anonymous Cedarburg Tina said...

I just read the entries from the last two days, and my heart weighs heavily for the sad reflections, the prayers needed for so many suffering and yet through it all, God sends those wonderful signs/messages we need to hear and see...the incredible sunset (I am a REAL LOVER of sunsets,) the birth of Olivia.

I know this time of remembering is filled with so many emotions/feelings. Allow yourselves to feel them, to experience them, to not feel guilty when you have happy ones. Praying that God will give you all the strength you need to accept each day with whatever it brings.

I, too, am so thankful for the blessings and support those on this site have given me over this last year, in ways you wouldn't even know. Just by sharing your words, your thoughts, your beliefs...it has been wonderful.

Blessings and peace, Tina

 
At 8:27 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

We remember with you-- we're in a season of remembering ourselves. Scary times twelve months ago. Fears, concerns, questions. Our hearts are with yours...

Kent & Amy Koteskey

 
At 11:02 PM, Blogger Linda Ronne said...

What powerful and impactful words you have spoken today Brent. We remember with you. I know Beej would probably not want to be refered to as a hero but he was and is a hero for Christ. He has and is changing lives, all glory to God. We Aussies have a pledge that we refer to on days of honor when remembering the fallen heros.

They shall grow not old....as we that are left grow old,
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn,
At the going down of the sun, and in the morning, we will remember them.

"LEST WE FORGET"


Remembering in tender Pink Love
In His Name
Linda

 
At 7:46 AM, Anonymous April said...

Mom, Dad, Whit, and Lauren


Continuing to life all of you up, especially during this time. I love you all so much and the impact each of you have had on my life is a blessing.

April C.

 
At 1:08 PM, Anonymous Linda Tollison Shaw said...

Today, thoughts of BJ have been on my mind since I woke at 5:15 A.M. I feel a hurt reading your writing just now-and the peace which carries it away comes in knowing that BJ's physical suffering is over, and the blessing of his short life is sustained because of the significant impact he made during the time he spent here. I am still praying for you and your family; time is not long enough for grief to ease. I hope that your pain will be carried away as mine by good memories of a great son; and all that he lived for is your daily ambition as well.

 
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