Another year, sweet one. 365 days have come and gone since I last wrote. 730 days have passed since the day you were taken.
I had a thought this morning that I'm not sure ever really sunk in before. Your life was not ended. Our separation is not final. I WILL see you someday. I will look into your sweet, innocent face. The first thing your eyes saw was not an imperfect human but your Maker. You have never known the devastation or bondage of sin. You are perfect and perfectly complete. And I will get to see that in you someday. For this thought I can rejoice. I love you.
"And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, 'Behold, the dwelling
place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be His
people, and God Himself will be with them as their God. He will wipe
away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither
shall there be mourning nor crying nor pain anymore, for the former
things have passed away.'" - Revelation 21:3-4
