I’ve decided to post only once a week on Friday. If I do more than that I’ll post about them on Instagram. 😀
The snow glowed white as more eloquent flakes drifted to the ground. The shimmering piles of silvery snow were untouched by anything but the stillness of night. Starlight bathed the crystal figures of snow giving them a pearly sparkle as they floated down through the velvet blackness of night. Inside a quiet, old, farm house a little, three year old girl lay crying in her Mother’s lap. The tears spilled down her cheeks in anguish only a child can have. With no worry of anyone’s thought on her tears, she wept tiredly and held tightly to her Mother.
The child’s Mother hugged her back grieved by her daughters sorrow. She held her, stroking her girl’s hair and comforting her. The clock struck three a.m. and the windows rattled from a stiff prairie wind. The furnace turned on making the small living room cozier. The wind howled from somewhere high in the sky and snow continued falling silently as if it had to reach the ground. It firmly battled the wind with out making a sound.
The little girl cuddled up against her Mother. “Why did it have to die?” She sniffed. “Why?”
No Mother can completely explain to a three year old why things die but Mary did her best.
“Ann, it’s hard to lose those we love. I know you loved your kitten. But God loves her too.”
“Why did God let hewr die?”
“I don’t know, Sweety. Maybe He took her to Heaven to be with Him.”
“But kittens don’t go to Heaven!”
“I don’t know.” Mom noted. “We really don’t know if kittens go to Heaven or not.”
“Wat’s Eaven like?” Ann whispered tearily.
Her Mother smiled down on her. “It’s beautiful. Heaven is very safe and nice. Jesus lives in Heaven,”
“Then I bet it’s weally fun.” Ann whispered. “Jesus is weally nice! Is Heaven ‘is house?”
“Yes.” Mom answered. “It is.”
“What about Pwincess? Wat if she doesn’t go to Eaven?” Ann wondered tiredly.
“Jesus loves little kitties too. I’m sure He has her safe even if she’s not in Heaven.”
“Yeah!” Ann leaned her head against her Mom’s shoulder. “God takes good care of us and animals.”
She closed her eyes peacefully and snuggled up close to her Mom as they rocked back in forth in the recliner. She had awakened late that night with the sad recollection of her kitten’s passing. She would never see her sweet little princess again and that was agonizing for a child or for any person really. But her Mom’s words gave her the hope that God was caring for her kitten.
“So Heaven’s a good pwace?” She suddenly wondered.
“Oh yes! The best place ever!”
“Wike candy wand?” The three year old cheered.
“Even better!” Her Mom laughed.
“How?” Ann couldn’t quite comprehend that!
“There’s more than just candy in Heaven! There’s lots more!”
“Oh!” Ann whispered, trying to picture it.
Her Mom smiled and wondered what the little girl was thinking. Ann lay quietly a while as her Mom rocked her. Heaven was on her mind and she was trying to picture what it might be like.
“Mom.” She whispered. “When can I go to Heaven?”
“Oh,” Her Mom smiled. “Not for a long time yet. God still wants you to live here! And I do too. I don’t want my Ann to leave!”
“Well den I guess I’ll stay. Besides I want to lose my fwont teeth fiwst so I can get two dollaws.” Ann reasoned.
Her Mom laughed. “Yes, you still have plenty to do right here. God made earth too and we get to enjoy it!”
Ann smiled peacefully but said nothing for she was falling fast asleep.