Question time with Aaron

Last night before bed-time, Aaron told me something they were talking about in Sunday School class earlier that day. They were talking about the resurrection body (in 2nd and 3rd grade language). Aaron had a load of questions last night about it. He asked if Grace could indeed see us (something he's asked a hundred times since she went Home). He asked if I'll still be his dad in Heaven, if Katie will still be his mom. He asked if it was all right to be be afraid of death; something I tried to tell him is not a scary thing when you know what lies ahead. He asked what I think Grace did the moment she died and entered into Heaven. Every question was followed by my answer, then a soft, "dad?" after my individual responses ended. He kept rattling them off to me like he couldn't wait for me to answer him. As I said, it was a "where we were" day for us. On October 12, 1995, we lost our first baby in the womb. You lose a child, you lose a child. It doesn't matter if the child is unborn, four, or 54; it's still your child. Katie's feeling better today, thank you to those who kept her in prayer. So, my emotion meter yesterday was already set on high.

Anyways, as for my answers, they went something like this...

Yes, I believe Gracie can see and hear us, however, she has so much excitement going on in Heaven right now that she is pretty busy up there too.

No one can avoid death. If I live to be 99 years old, it's still with 100% guarantee that I'm going to face death eventually. God has ordained our days, and if we know Him in trust and love, there's no need to fear death. I'd rather live for eternity up there than eternity down here on this sin smeared planet. However, my selfish prayers are that Aaron will grow old and grey.

To answer the "what do you think Gracie did as soon as she went to Heaven?" question, I said that I think she stood outside the gates of Heaven, peering inside. All of a sudden, the gates opened, and Jesus walked through them, grabbing her hand. He led her down a street of gold, a crowd of angels gathered behind them. They went to the Mansion, where he suited her with her own pair of wings and a halo, and she went to play games with the other angel children. Now, I obviously have no idea what my daughter saw and did that first day in Heaven, but I would love to think it went something like that. After about 30 minutes of our father-son chat, we prayed, and I kissed him goodnight. Katie, who was downstairs and hadn't heard our conversation, came walking upstairs and into Aaron's room. We prayed again, Katie kissed Aaron goodnight, and we left the room. I can tell when my son is stalling from having to go to bed, but this wasn't him doing that last night. He was generally interested and curious. It was a good talk.

Also, if you are praying and thinking about our possible quest for adoption, please keep praying! I think God is beginning to move! Thank you!