One Special Day

November 12, 2008 — 6 Comments

A few days ago, in the early morning, before opening my eyes, the awareness of this special day drifted through my mind stirring strong emotions in my heart. This day marked the premature birth of our granddaughters Claire and Ellery six years ago. Ellery went to live with Jesus after only 9 hours, while Claire faced a long and hard battle for her life. Claire’s battle lasted for several months before she was able to go home and live with her family! This day would mark another milestone in her life as she turned 6 special-years-old!

As this reflection filled my heart, my mind rapidly moved to another special occasion which had occurred four years ago this day — my son Paul’s marriage to Revonna. My son’s wedding day was deeply meaningful in and of itself, but these thoughts led me backward in time, and intertwined with yet another experience — a time when we didn’t know if Paul would live or die, much less grow up and marry.

Paul, like Claire was a premature twin, and his brother Luke left us while still in my womb. During his first week of life Paul came very close to death. He fought, we prayed, God answered and Paul survived, but his doctors warned us he would probably be blind and deaf, and have cerebral palsy leaving him unable to walk.

On the night of his wedding, as he waited in a room behind the altar, Paul could clearly hear the music that marked his time to walk to the altar and stand beside his brothers and father as he waited to see his bride come through the door. As Revonna gracefully moved towards him, his eyes filled with tears at the sight of the woman whom he had loved since high school and whom he was vowing to love for the rest of his life.

These combined memories overwhelmed me as I offered up praise to God for allowing Paul to live and marry Revonna; and for the miracle of these six precious years of little Claire’s life. In that early morning reverie I realized this day would always be accompanied with deep sentiment resulting in praise to God. For each year would bring with it remembrance of our little ones who now live with Jesus, as well as answers to our prayers prayed for tiny little babies, who entered this world too early, who did not die, but lived to declare the works of the Lord! (Ps. 118:17)

6 responses to One Special Day

  1. What an amazing day that was for all of us! I still recall the look in his eyes when he first saw her and how there wasn’t a dry eye in the place because we all knew the significance of the day. I am blessed to have shared in such a wonderful occasion…. and to be your friend. I love you Cheri!

  2. Goodness, I forgot that November 12 had double and triple meaning for you. You must have been full to overflowing.

  3. Yes, every year when November 12th comes around it makes my heart very tender! There’s just so much to be thankful for.

    I hesitated to post about it because you and Felic had already written so eloquently about Claire, but decided to go ahead with what had been stirring in my heart for several days. I’ve never written about it before . . . and I’d have to admit it felt good to put the emotions of that day into words.

  4. This was so well written, Cheri! What a day.

  5. That is beautiful! How like God to give us beauty for ashes….

    Thanks for you visit to my blog, I hope to see you often!

    Thanks for sharing this story of God’s goodness…

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