It's a little uncomfortable for me to share so vulnerably over the Internet, but I felt quite prompted today to share my most recent glimpse of heaven in my life. I know we sense it from time to time when we see it in our loved ones, or something God does for us beyond our imagination.
For me, I see glimpses, when a loved one dies. I've had quite a few people dear to me in my life pass away. Just recently Jason's Grandpa passed away after living a long wonderful life. Around the time he passed away, I knew I was 5 weeks pregnant. At 10 weeks, we found out through an ultrasound that the baby had stopped developing at 5 weeks and could not detect a heart beat. I then had a miscarriage three days later.
In the midst of the roller coaster of emotions and hormones, God has been so close through prayers answered, people who have empathetically extended comfort and support, and just sensing His peace. In the midst of it all, I've stopped to think about what this looks like for my sweet little one. So I thought I would share my glimpse of heaven.
Even though we didn't know when our little one had entered the gates of heaven, I know Jesus was there. I know He took that baby in His arms. After loving all over that baby, He then passed her right to my Great Grandmother, Mammaw we liked to call her. Oh now if anyone is going to hog this baby in heaven it will be my Mammaw. I am sure she's already picking out the frilliest most beautiful outfits for that baby just like she did for me every Easter.
And then I think that baby has been held non-stop. I mean ya know how they say don't hold your baby too much you might spoil her...lots of spoiling going on. I am sure my Dad's sister Marlene has cradled her, and my Dad's Dad-Grandpa Keller too. I know Jason's Grandparents are so pleased to have a baby Pongratz to love all over too. And then there will be a baby cousin from my Dad's side of the family that this baby will play with. And many many more we know and may not even know. I believe it!!!
I am sure they are sharing stories of his/her Daddy and Mommy and telling how much we miss them all. So until the day that I get to hold my sweet little one in my arms, I'll rest with knowing she/he's in the BEST HANDS in my glimpse of heaven.