She stood with tears dripping down her round, blushed cheeks. Her six-year-old little mind had captured the reality that—wait for it—Mommy could die. It’s a very harsh reality for anyone to come to grips with, but worse when you’re little and you wait for your invincible parent to reassure you that your worst fear is not possible. I pulled my daughter onto my lap and cuddled her, speaking words that often I can barely believe, let alone put into action.
“Baby, there are never accidents with God. Everything that happens to us first passes through Him. Even if Mommy were to die, I would be in Heaven with Jesus and we’d wait for you until you came too.”
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