Sunday, August 17, 2008

The wisdom of a child

Javier and I rode in silence down the road. It had been a long day and riding in the dark in silence was a comfort.

A huge plane broke the night sky and flew overhead, heading to the nearby airport.

Claudia excited sings out "oh, look a plane! Look Lorenzo a big, big plane!"

Claudia, ever eager to chat tells Lorenzo "I remember going on a plane to nana and papa's house!"

In the nonchalant way only a child can speak she continues, "But nana's dead now."

Lorenzo picks up on this and chants "Nana's dead, nana's dead, nana's dead."

"Look, Clau-ya!" He says, his two year version of Claudia's name.

"Nana dead like this." He rolls his head back against the cushion of the carseat, eyes closed, jaw slack, mouth open wide.

Claudia ready to impart her wisdom as the older sister, puts her hands up in the air as if to say hold it and with breathless excitement exclaims "oh, oh, oh, I know, I know!" "Lorenzo, Nana is in heaven now! She's not dead. She's in heaven with God and her heart."

For a rare moment everyone in the car is quiet, reflecting...

Something new dawns on Claudia and she asks "Mommy, how did nana get to heaven?"

I sit there trying to quickly come up with the best answer, knowing my atheist husband is also listening. What pressure! In my quick pause, Javier throws in "she took a plane!"

Before I could even think, I head the words coming out of my mouth, "No, Claudia. Jesus came down and took nana up to heaven with Him."

The beauty and truth of that simple statement daily wraps it's arms around me and comforts me.

I look forward to the moment when I share with Claudia in detail how nana went from papa's arms to the arm's of Jesus. That sacred, holy moment when nana let go of this world, of papa's hands and grabbed hold of her Savior's.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi Jennifer --

I have been reading your blog ever since I started reading your Mom's. My heart has always gone out to your family. I was about your age when I lost my Mom so I can sympathize with you. I also wear my Mom's wedding ring. It always makes me feel close to her. She passed away in 1981 so it's been a long time, but I feel her every day. My wonderful Dad too. When your Mom died I was very sad for her and for all of you. I enjoy your Dad's blog now. I was so amazed to read about the best husband in the world. I think your Mom will be working on Javier from heaven. Sending love to you all.

Lynne from Claremont, California

Kate said...

Dear Jennifer,

Thank you for continuing to blog; I am blessed by your faithfulness.

Love,

Kate.

Karen Eve said...

Thank you for sharing these moments Jennifer. They are precious and show the simplicity through a child's eye.
Blessings,

Julie said...

Jennifer,

I have been following your blog, as well as your mother's, for a couple of months. I was shocked by the similarities in our families when I came across your mother's.

My mother, age 60, was diagnosed with GBM in January. She has an orange sized tumor at the back of her head, which the doctors have deemed inoperable. My parents just celebrated their 38th wedding anniversary last week. I am 32 and have a 5 year old daugther and a 3 year old son. I also have a 30 year old sister, who has two small children.

Anyway, I just wanted to let you know how much you and your family have touched me. I am so sorry for everything you are going through. Although we are not to that stage yet, I understand how terrible this cancer is. Thank you so much for sharing your story. It has been comforting for me to know someone else is going through this too.

Julie from Indiana

Sylvia Thomas said...

Jennifer,
I was so glad to see you blogging again! the pictures of Claudia's first day at school are adorable! I will miss not seeing her and Lorenzo at Providence. I would like to keep in touch with you, if possible. I am praying for you and your family that the peace of God will continually wash over you, especially, in times of great sadness and feelings of tremendous loss. I know your mother is so proud of her girls, her grands, and, especially, her HERO! She is smiling down on you with such love, knowing she will be with you again very soon, and there will be no more night or sorrow. God bless you,dear!
Love and prayers,
Sylvia Thomas*

Bonnie said...

Jennifer, God is strengthening you. I can see that.

Oh, the simple, honest faith of children! How they bless us--and teach us. Your story touched my heart. Thank you.

Ane Mulligan said...

Children are God's special kiss to us, I think. They can help turn sorrow into joy. No wonder Jesus told us to believe as little children.