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April 3rd will forever be bittersweet

She would’ve turned 2 today.

I think of her often.
But my thoughts no longer lead to tears.

I wonder what she’d be like now.

Would she play “pretend” like she was talking on a phone?

Would she have temper tantrums?
She did have a piercing cry as a baby.

Would she play nice with her big sister?
What would be her favourite toys?
Would she share her toys?

What would her voice sound like?

Would she run fast? Kick a ball? Stand on her tiptoes?

Would she be left- or right-handed?

I’ve been told that I won’t know these answers this side of heaven.

But will I know them when I die and go to heaven?

I know that the Bible tells us that in heaven our bodies never grow old or tired. So will my grandbug still be seven months old?

I know that the Bible tells us that our appearance will change. So will I recognize my little grandbug?

I know that Jesus’ disciples still recognized Him even when He was transformed into His heavenly glory before them, “His face shone like the sun, and his clothes became as white as the light” (Matthew 17:2).

I will put my hope in this.

I will put my hope in heaven.

A heaven that the Apostle Paul tells us will be made more joyful by the presence of friends.

And family.

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