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Sunday, April 29, 2012

The Lord is my Shepherd...

I seem to have an unsusual amount of these kinds of posts.  

But, again we are in a place and time of remembering a dear boy
Jacob Georg
April 29, 2004 
he was led into the arms of Jesus, at the age of 6, after battling Wilm's Tumor 
-a childhood kidney cancer-
for 16 months
(gosh that is young to die of cancer--I mean really?)
Prior to his becoming ill, I had both boys, Isaac and Jacob, 
act out the verses to Psalm 23 and make a little scrapbook of it.  
No words really to describe how I look at this now.
You decide...
This was done in the spring (2002) the year he got sick.  
Jacob was the "sheep"-age 4
Isaac the "shepherd"- age almost 7

Here is Psalm 23 brought you by my boys...

The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.

 He makes me lie down in green pastures,

 he leads me beside quiet waters, he refreshes my soul.

He guides me along the right paths
for his name’s sake.

(why did I put Jacob in that shadow?why was he the sheep?)

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.

Surely your goodness and love will follow me
    all the days of my life,and I will dwell in the house of the Lord    forever.

(then I had both boys describe what heaven would look like)

the picture on the left was Jacob's
he said the following:
"red--locks so Satan or death can't get in. Only God can unlock our hearts in the gate of love."
"blue-the door"

Isaac's drawing is on the right...
"The gates of heaven and road to heaven after you enter the gates.  The road actually comes before the gates leading into heaven.  The gates are pearls."

I think the reason I'm posting this is to remind myself to be in tune to God's promptings.  When He says..."drop everything...take what I ask you to do..."  I should listen.  I am also reminded that His Word is such sweet comfort.

and just another sweet picture---
This was taken on our Disney Make A Wish Cruise in February 2004.  What a little goober.
I miss him.  Yet, sometimes I think his spirit lives on in our ever challenging, ever stubborn, Strong willed Lucas.  It's so bizarre how both of them have/had a passion for life.  This is displayed in obstinant behavior as well as love and care and concern for others.  I just shake my head.  I won't ever really understand how or why God formed our family this way.
All I know is He deserves All the Glory for walking us through the Valley of the Shadow of Death.

Surely your goodness and love 
will follow me 
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord    forever.

Thank you Jesus for the small window of time we had to spend with this little man. Thank you for the assurance that he resides with you.  And thank you for the hope that we will one day meet again...


  1. Oh, Heidi, Peter, Isaac and Lucas,
    I cannot pretend to understand the emotions you have experienced and the depth of loss on so many levels. The richest thing in all of this is your ability, like Job, to praise and exalt our Lord in the midst of suffering and grief. Your losses have been great, but ultimately your blessings will be too. ((hugs)).

  2. What sweet memories you will always have. Yet, what a very difficult sadness that must come upon you over the loss of your son. It makes me appreciate my boys a little more. Have a precious day remembering your beautiful son and loving on your other 2 sons.

  3. Wow. Thanks for sharing that scrapbook. How incredibly touching.
    I am happy for you that you have the certainty that you will see Jacob again in God's time.
    How do parents who have no faith have any kind of peace if their child dies?

  4. Thank you for sharing this amazing scrapbook! You are such a strong Woman of God. I love you Heidi!

  5. thanks everyone. I cannot imagine walking through something like this without God. There is enough heart ache in it even with that hope. In the end, resting in the Hope of Christ is what keeps me sane. The only strength I remotely have is that which Christ supplies. Seriously, I have none within myself. To Him Alone Be the Glory. thank you for reading and walking with us.