He is coming into his own now that young man all grown up at
eighteen years old. He wanted to serve his country and explore frontiers un
charted knowing he could make a difference. He would write to me often during
those years, telling me about his adventures and remembering the stories I use
to tell him of my own.
He's found his purpose in life as I proudly watch from a
galaxy far, far away. I've been told he will have a place with me and others he
said good-by to but not for years to come. His purpose in life was something he
knew at a very young age, and he still had work to do.
It wasn’t until I entered the gates of eternity did I
realize that I could talk to him. It's not for me to tell you how,but know that
those voices you hear in your head are as real as life itself.I speak to him
when troubles or pain enter his life telling him to believe in himself and to
keep his faith strong. I know he hears me as a smile appears on his sleeping
face.
Many decades have passed as my special young man struggles
to breathe his final breaths.It won't be long now until he joins us in a place
where all of his pain will vanish, and he will be at eternal peace. As his soul
leaves his body the transition will take less than a second and his real
purpose will be explained.
He stands beside me now that beautiful soul that always had
a purpose. His smile is bigger than ever especially when he discovered his
wings.He doesn’t stay beside me for very long as he hurries from one place to
another, whispering in the heads of
those he left behind, assuring them their seat beside him someday.
My father and mother, grandparents, and generations before
them all stand together waiting for more to join us, knowing that my special
little man will one day serve God in ways only his adventurous mind could have foreseen.
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