In a hospital bed, a child lays dying. Her parents beside her are huddled and afraid. Their confidence waning, they feel the end near and hug their baby close, hearts torn and souls aching.
Round her bed sight unseen, an army stands guard, angels of God sent to escort her Home.
Filling the room the enemy waits and watches as another young soul is snatched from their grasp.
“Forget her” he says “others are despairing. Get to it imps, there’s fear to sow and anger to reap .”
As the phalanx grows tighter, the imps melt away and the angels know her time draws near.
Her small chest rises and falls but does not rise once again and her young soul rises up, loosed from her coil.
As her parents realize their baby is gone, alive and whole she is taken by the hand.
Able to talk for the first time, she asks, “Where are we going? Is it someplace bad?”
“Never fear child, the Father awaits your arrival in Heaven.”
Her guardian steps forward, holding tight to her hand and all together they leave, for realms beyond.
Now I have no way to know what happened after she left us. I can only speculate, based on my faith in God’s word.
As she approached the Lord’s throne she looked to her right and saw a being of beauty, shining so bright.
When she stopped before the King, her guard left her side and she stood alone, so small in God’s sight.
The Adversary stepped up, opened his book with a smile, placed his finger inside and searched for her name.
As his finger moved down, his smile faded and he glared, her innocence sealed.
“I have nothing for her. You took her too soon. But I know of others, her family you see.
They’ll hate you, you know, for taking their baby. I’ll be there to feed it, with lies and deceit. They’ll never accept the sacrifice of your Son, I’ll see to it.”
“How soon you forget Lucifer that I have a witness down there. A whole group of people are my ambassadors to her family.
My peace I give them, their faith shines through.
In time they’ll see it and yearn for it too.
Try as you might, my children stand strong.
They’ll tell of my love and my faithfulness too and when they are ready her parents will join me.
It’s hard on a family when a young one comes Home but I’m still there with them, and I want them here too.”
The girl stood agape, her mind so expanded as she knew where she was, and to whom she’d been handed.
As her knees hit the floor, from her lips burst forth praises, she knew she was in Heaven before the Father and Jesus.
From his throne Christ stood and reached out His hand.
As she took it and stood, he smiled so kind and said those words, I yearn to find,
“Welcome Home ”