“Wow, look at that!” we say seeing something beautiful. But the first thing we want to do is share it.
Maybe you’ve witnessed a sunset that took your breath away. But maybe the ones you want to share it with are gone.
Then tuck it in your pocket. Save it for when you get to heaven. And maybe when we slip those memories out, we’ll be surprised to hear,
“You should have seen it from here!”
My sister Peggy and I used to talk on the phone for hours.
We never ran out of things to say no matter how often we talked. Never. And when she died, I began thinking about her in a different way. Long distance.
We think they're missing out
As I traveled through life sister-less I thought about all the things she didn’t know about from my life. She never met my daughter or any of my grandchildren.
And when I’ve thought about how she didn’t share my life, it stung.
But what if she didn’t miss the events in my life? What if we just didn’t see them together?
Like when I learned how to drive in my 30’s, or when I graduated college in my 40’s. Or when I watched her sons get married. Or later when I got to meet her grandchildren.
Just think what our reunions will be like in heaven. Then they can tell us what they thought.
A different perspective
I’ve thought my sister missed out on seeing my precious daughter. But what if God gave Peggy a sneak peek before he handed Jessica to me?
It’s something to think about.
I believe we'll have unfathomable joy at our reunions. Whenever Jesus rose someone from the dead people rejoiced. They partied.
We know those in heaven are in a better place and one day we’ll be joining them.
God knows our hearts broke when our loved ones died. He gathered up our tears, slipping them in a special bottle he keeps with him.
But one day, the time we spent missing them will be like a vapor, a mist. Like nothing.
So when I experience life after a loved one dies, I'll stick a post-it note on it with the words, For Later.
We’re a culture who doesn’t like to wait. From microwave popcorn, to drive-throughs, our attitudes scream, I want it now.
But we have to wait for some things.
It builds our anticipation, our character.
Even God waits
God had to wait for 33 years after he placed his Son in a manger and put a star in the sky for a night light.
He gave a gift he’s still waiting for some to receive.
God is long-suffering. He waits for us to trust him. He’s patient too.
When Christmas comes once more we’ll think of our loved ones. But maybe we can change how we think about them.
We’ll ponder the birth of a baby king, while those in heaven hear the angels rejoicing up close and personal. Read 1 Corinthians 2:9. We have no idea what is in store for us. Because God works beyond anything we can imagine. And I have a big imagination.
One day we’ll be there in heaven and we’ll hug those we’ve missed for so long. And after we finally release them from our warm hugs, we’ll hear them say,
“I’m glad to be with you again, but I never missed a thing.”
And then we’ll embark on the longest conversation ever. One that will never have to end. One that will be worth the wait.
We look up at the night sky and see the beautiful twinkling stars. They are seeing the same ones, just a little closer. For now.
So the next time you start missing your loved one take a deep breath and remind yourself. This isn’t for always. Some day.
Anne Peterson is a poet, speaker and published author. Some of her books include her memoir, Broken: A Story of Abuse and Survival, Real Love: Guaranteed to Last, and children’s books, including: Emma’s Wish, The Crooked House. She recently published Droplets, a poetry book for those in grief. Anne has also authored 42 published Bible Studies and over 30 articles with christianbiblestudies.com/Today’s Christian Woman. Anne is also a regular contributor to www.crosswalk.com. Her poetry is available in gift stores throughout the U.S. as well as in 23 countries. While Anne enjoys being a poet, speaker and published author, her favorite title is still, “Grandma.”
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