Lockdown 41

Lockdown Day 41 - 6 May 2020

About wings and things 2.

When I got my wings at the arts festival, I was drawn to them for two reasons. The first was the sheer fantasy I am sure all girls harbour which is to be an angel or fairy. The second reason was a girl called Inecke. She was an integral part of our family's life, also being the eldest's best friend. Their friendship caused the rest of our families to become very close and personal friends. When Inecke was diagnosed with Leukemia our worlds were shattered. She was in so many ways a reminder of who I was as a little girl, plus we shared a black or white view of life and the world. We were both either passionately in love with something or we passionately detested it. Inecke's favourite colour was purple and she absolutely loved animals, angels and wearing 'wings' when she danced with all her might in front of her Jesus. Through all the years of chemo, remission, radiation and a bone marrow transplant, we saw the strength of a Godly warrior; a warrior whose equal was only known in the angelic realms as Michael the archangel. In the words of Romans 5: 3b-4, she taught us, "that tribulation produces perseverance; and perseverance, character; and character, hope." Her hardship showed us how perseverance looked and how the character she exhibited gave us all hope. Hope in all the things that create treasures in heaven and give us insight and perspective on all things that carry eternal value. Fond memories include a day she and I spent at the Spur to eat one of her favourite dishes, their crumbed mushrooms. She sat opposite me and we talked like old souls (at only 6 years old, she was wise beyond her years) about life, love and heaven. But the conversation imprinted on me forever was one evening when she was on her way to bed and I went to say goodnight. She was on her knees and I knelt with her. She was very quiet and kind of reverent. She looked me in the eyes and said, "Jesus was just here. He touched my head. I think He wanted to come and take me home with Him." 

Not long after that He did just that and she went home with Him. 

So today, on her heavenly birthday, I want to dedicate this blog to her and remember anew what she taught me. I want to thank God for connecting us in that special way and reminding me what the value of life is. And get on my knees and say sorry for all the times I acted like a child, forgetting what is really important. 

So tonight Truth found me; therefore I shall dance with Him to the rhythm of heaven, wearing my wings and hoping they will be dancing along in heaven (That's if she's not doing warrior work with Michael😇). 

And thank God He's got this.