An Easter Miracle Moment
As Easter has approached, I have found myself yet again contemplating what that day means to me. It means sacrifice… redemption… hope… eternity… joy…. which are things I hope I never again take for granted.
Easter also means now doing an Easter basket for just one child… dyeing eggs without Hannah Grace… seeing all the little girls in their sweet, frilly dresses.
I am so thankful that God is working on my heart to help me continue to focus more on the eternal things. God also saw fit to arrange a special gift for me this Easter.
Yesterday (Saturday), I noticed a black piece of paper lying in Caleb’s bathroom. I kind of wondered what it was, but I went on about my business. Later that evening, I went in to clean his bathroom and saw that the paper had fallen to the floor. I reached down to see what it was, and as I turned it over I saw a hand print. It had Hannah’s name at the top; after I digested that it was hers, I looked down at the bottom to see this.
I could only stare, stunned at the date… this came from Hannah Grace’s last Easter on this Earth. She made it at church… and only 5 short months later she would be battling cancer.
I have no idea how this ended up in the bathroom of all places… we had our carpet replaced Friday, and I can only guess that the installers found this behind something when they moved a piece of furniture from her room. As I have said before (either here or caring bridge… who knows), I do not dismiss these things as random coincidences as I would have a few years ago. This is one of those “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose” (Rom. 8:28) moments. What has happened has not been good, and never will be… but God is still working.
Happy Easter… He is alive!