Since mom's passing, there has been much time spent going through photos and in turn, many memories. This memory has again become vivid.
Five years ago, on March 17 to be exact, a little 10 month old came into our lives. We named him Elisha Daniel.
This was the same year, in February to be exact, that my parents and my sister and her family moved from "home" to Tennessee, which I know now they consider home.
This precious little boy had very special needs and we were so grateful to have the chance to raise him as our own and see what miracle God could do in his life, for we had already experienced God's amazing power in our precious daughter's life.
But, God had his own agenda. Due to the laws in Florida, because Elisha was over six months old, his birth mother had the option before three days was up, to ask for his return. We received that call at the 3 day mark. Up to this point in our lives, this was the hardest thing we had ever had to do. My beautiful husband did this alone, as I could not handle this seemingly inhumane act. And he did it with such grace, not leaving that meeting without sharing Jesus with his birth mother. His words were, "I know Someone who has done what you have done; giving up your son. He knows the hurt, but more than that, He gave up His son to die for you and me." These were words that I struggled to hear him say...for I was so hurt at what had just taken place.
Not thinking much more could go wrong, we received a telephone call from a detective the following week. "Elisha Daniel" had died....and there was an investigation.
We have never heard what transpired. But I know one thing. He has a home in heaven now.
Many thoughts transpired in my mind during that tremendous trial.
"If Elisha had grown up in that home, there might have never been a conversion and thus he would have most likely lived a very difficult life."
"I would then, never see him again."
But I know now, I will! What is even more amazing and comforting, is that Mom was never able to meet this precious boy. And as I have been talking with children and helping them deal with the loss of their Gran, I suddenly realized that she has met him, just not when and where I would have chosen. God deemed best that Heaven would be that perfect surprise meeting place.
Comfort alone has come from my Father in Heaven.