|Gram and I at my cousin's wedding in 2011|
Today I also learned that a child I knew, a child I held and hugged, a little girl with beautiful bright eyes and a huge joyful smile, died in a tragic motorcycle accident. Rahma was six or seven years old and had a loving and caring foster mother and a foster sister and brother. All three children used to live at Cradle of Love Baby Home, where I volunteered in Tanzania in 2010-2011. Their mother is the nurse at the baby home. And my heart just breaks for her and her family, and their devastating loss.
|Rahma playing at Cradle before bed in Oct. 2010|
Today I realize anew how unfair life is, and I long for heaven more than ever.
Today Christmas means so much more to me. In just a few days we will celebrate the birth of the King who destroyed evil's grip on this world, and who will one day return here to bring an end, forever, to pain and suffering.
And today I am grateful for His gift, and that I can trust Him in all things.
Rahma, you will be missed by many. Rest in peace now until that day to come when He will wake you again.
Grandma, my thoughts and prayers are with you every second. I love you so much!