With more emphasis this time, "Mommy, where is your baby Aimee?"
I thought hard about what my response would and could and should be. Lucy knows it, "she's in heaven with Jesus." We had talked about it often, both before Aimee was born, to prepare her for when we came home without a baby, and in the many talks since we have been home. She often tells me how she wants to go to heaven to see baby Aimee and Jesus. "Not until it's your turn." I tell her. "Let's not rush it!" This time it was as if she was asking for more, as if she was really trying to understand why Aimee didn't come home with us. So, we talked as best we could in the car about her 'ouchie' heart and then we were on to something else, probably deer or the bicyclists wearing their helmets, what "good boys" they are or something like that.
I have thought about this intercourse quite often since last December. I have wondered how a child understands heaven and life after death. The truth is they really can't. They take our word for it. She trusts me when I say that it is where Aimee went but she can't understand why we can't just go visit her there like we visit our friends and family.
That got me thinking... how much do we, as adults, understand heaven or life after death? We can learn a lot about it from God's Word but do we really understand it? Probably not. It is part of faith. Faith and hope that what God said is True. Faith that we will live in eternity with Him if we accept His perfect sacrifice to cover our unrighteousness. It reminds me that just as Lucy has complete faith in me that what I say is true, I am to have complete faith in God and what He speaks in my life (whether I like it or not).
|I just had to add one of these. Lucy's goodnight routine with Aimee. Hugs and kisses, she insisted on my bare belly. Little did we know that this was going to be the last night for this routine. Aimee was born at 10AM the next morning!|