My prayer had been the same for quite some time.
I gave Him two options in my request.
And in my heart, I believed either option to be good.
To be acceptable.
To be a relief...
"Father, either heal her,
Or take her home to be with You."
Sunday, He answered my prayer.
I'm not sure what I expected...
It wasn't the relief I thought I would feel.
The air was sucked out of me.
And left a big hole in my heart.
I wouldn't bring her back for anything.
I could never be that selfish.
But, we didn't get to finish our conversation.
I still had more to say...
She is free of pain
She is free of tears
She is free of the limitations of this world.
"Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance!!"
And Jesus said, "May I have this dance?"
And the dance has begun . . .
Annette Brown Simmons
January 11, 1955 ~~ November 11, 2012
I love you, sis!
"He will wipe every tear from their eyes.
There will be no more death
for the old order of things has passed away."