Thursday, July 10, 2008

Life Magnified

Yesterday the kids and I went to see my parents about 90 minutes away. They are leaving for a vacation today, and I felt the need to see them before they left.



I have been so struck with the shortness of life lately, for obvious reasons, I feel like I walk around with a lump in my throat so much of the time.



When death strikes, it magnifies life.


Every time has the possibility of being the last time.


My husbands hand holding mine is richer,

my children's voices are clearer,

my Dad's words are wiser,

my Moms memories are more important,

Dakota's phone calls are sweeter.


Isn't that funny that we value life more because of death?




A picture I really love of Crockett hangs on my parents refrigerator. It reminded me of a fun trip to the pool that the boys and I had that summer of 1999. Haven was just a newborn, and Crockett sat in the double stroller next to her. His face is so content in the photo, content to listen to the voices of his brothers playing in the water, to feel the breeze, and enjoy the outdoors. ElizaJane saw the photo too. "There's cutesy Crocky" she sang . "Yes," I smiled, "there's our Crocky."



You will show me the way of life,

granting me the joy of your presence

and the pleasures of living with you forever.

Psalm 16:11



7 comments:

Lisar said...

Thank you for sharing your memories and the life of Crockett...I get a glimpse of his precious life each time you share and only wish I could have met him.
I have recently been reading Psalm 100:5...."For the Lord is good and his love endures forever, his faithfulness continues through all generations" Blessings, Lisa

Anonymous said...

May God continue to envelope you with His arms.

Anonymous said...

Amy, Your every post leaves my heart full to overflowing. With what-sorrow, joy, grief, sympathy, love. Yes, all those things, my friend. Truly wishing you were closer still...
Dawn

Charlotte Cushman said...

It does magnify life doesn't it. We went to the cemetery yesterday.. and I was sobbing and my mom was telling me it was ok.

It is only ok because it has to be.

Thanks for the post. Love you.

Monica Wilkinson said...

I'm glad you had the time with your parents. Thank you for being real.

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Anonymous said...

Thanks for sharing your heart. I can't even begin to understand what you feel, but I know what it is like to sense life going by too fast, and wanting to really grasp the important things in it.

Thanks for the reminder!