Some One Still Missing....

I find myself looking around like I have left someone, not buckled someone in, did I forget something, I just had that feeling like someone is missing, something is just not right. I count heads and then check the car and house everyone is there. So why the feeling.... Today I had the thought no everyone is not here. We are a family of 5 and one is missing. Before I had Henry I had those thoughts someone is missing. I told Steve there is another little baby that needs to come to our family.... (NO I"M NOT PREGO) ...WELL now that I have my sweet Henry, it makes more sense to me. We are "complete" as a family just not whole... in our family pie there is a slice missing...Haley she is missing, missed by her family and missed dearly by her mother. I was talking to my sister Bethany, today and I just couldn't put my finger on it... why I felt this way... but do you know.. I'm still Haley's mom. I guess I just have that instinct to worry about her, wonder what she is doing. The only thing I came up with was.. that when I have these impressions.. maybe just maybe... her little spirit is here watching over us.. I don't know .. I don't have the answers. It might just be the "Momma" in me!

I do know this...

With this being Easter time we have talked about "Resurrection" to Hunter and how Christ lived again. You can see the wheels in his little head turning as he tried to figure out all the information we gave him ... and of course the questions come, so are Papa and Haley living again, they died? Where are they?

That same day....I came across this article by Thomas S. Monson, “I Know That My Redeemer Lives!,” Ensign, May 2007, 22–25. And I felt a greater love for my brother Jesus Christ. All that he did for me and my family, for ALL OF US.

Just knowing that Haley is up in Heaven with Our Lord and Redeemer gives me peace... She will be resurrected one day and we will be with her again. She is still missing from us on this earth yet with the plan and sacrifice our Elder Brother and Savior gave for us he provided a way for our family to have her again.... I only have to MISS her for a short time, she is just in the "Other Room".

Robert Blatchford, in his book God and My Neighbor, wrote: “Death is not what some people imagine. It is only like going into another room. In that other room we shall find … the dear women and men and the sweet children we have loved and lost.”

President Thomas S. Monson:
My brothers and sisters, we laugh, we cry, we work, we play, we love, we live. And then we die. Death is our universal heritage. All must pass its portals. Death claims the aged, the weary and worn. It visits the youth in the bloom of hope and the glory of expectation. Nor are little children kept beyond its grasp. In the words of the Apostle Paul, “It is appointed unto men once to die.”

And dead we would remain but for one Man and His mission, even Jesus of Nazareth. Born in a stable, cradled in a manger, His birth fulfilled the inspired pronouncements of many prophets. He was taught from on high. He provided the life, the light, and the way. Multitudes followed Him. Children adored Him. The haughty rejected Him. He spoke in parables. He taught by example. He lived a perfect life.

Though the King of kings and Lord of lords had come, He was accorded by some the greeting given to an enemy, a traitor. There followed a mockery which some called a trial. Cries of “crucify him, crucify him” filled the air. Then commenced the climb to Calvary’s hill.

He was ridiculed, reviled, mocked, jeered, and nailed to a cross amidst shouts of “Let Christ the King of Israel descend now from the cross, that we may see and believe.” “He saved others; himself he cannot save.” His response: “Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.” “Into thy hands I commend my spirit: and having said thus, he gave up the ghost.” His body was placed by loving hands in a sepulchre hewn of stone.

On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, Mary Magdalene and Mary the mother of James, along with others, came to the sepulchre. To their astonishment, the body of their Lord was gone. Luke records that two men in shining garments stood by them and said: “Why seek ye the living among the dead? He is not here, but is risen.”

Next week the Christian world will celebrate the most significant event in recorded history. The simple pronouncement, “He is not here, but is risen,” was the first confirmation of the literal Resurrection of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. The empty tomb that first Easter morning brought comforting assurance, an affirmative answer to Job’s question, “If a man die, shall he live again?”

To all who have lost loved ones, we would turn Job’s question to an answer: If a man die, he shall live again. We know, for we have the light of revealed truth. “I am the resurrection, and the life,” spoke the Master. “He that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die.”

Through tears and trials, through fears and sorrows, through the heartache and loneliness of losing loved ones, there is assurance that life is everlasting. Our Lord and Savior is the living witness that such is so.

With all my heart and the fervency of my soul, I lift up my voice in testimony as a special witness and declare that God does live. Jesus is His Son, the Only Begotten of the Father in the flesh. He is our Redeemer; He is our Mediator with the Father. He it was who died on the cross to atone for our sins. He became the firstfruits of the Resurrection. Because He died, all shall live again. “Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives: ‘I know that my Redeemer lives!’ ” May the whole world know it and live by that knowledge, I humbly pray, in the name of Jesus Christ, the Lord and Savior, amen.