Wednesday, June 20, 2012

When God Called Piper Home

I will never, ever forget walking into that hospital room, knowing only to expect immense sorrow.  The sorrow was truly there, but so was something else.

Someone else.

God was there.  In all His glory.  In all of His peace.

This sweet family had to say good bye before they ever got to say hello.  Their sweet Piper never took a carnal breath.

She only breathed heaven.

Julie has given me permission to share photos.  I am only going to share two, because I want you to get her book to see the others and to hear her incredible story of peace and the faithfulness of God, her Father.

She truly has touched many hearts already and I know there are so many more who will be so blessed by her story.

To see a trailer of the book go here.

Friday, June 1, 2012

The Important Thing

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It is when your little girl, all grown up, begins to tell you about her quiet worship time that morning, and you see the sparkle in her eye like she is talking about a boyfriend.

Oh God, you are my God, earnestly I seek you.

This girl who didn't say many words when she was little because she had older siblings who used up all the word space in the house, so she sat and watched and listened, and sometimes smiled.

The sparkle in her eye grew brighter as she told me about reading the Psalm.  The sixty-third Psalm.  How she read it, then she re-read it, and then she read it again.

my soul thirsts for you;
my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land 
where there is no water.

It is just a praise Psalm, Mom, it is just all praise!  The words were not enough to try to tell me how great it was for her.  She could not express what she felt.

So I have looked upon you in the sanctuary,
beholding your power and glory.  

By the third read-through, her words had stopped being black on a page; they spontaneously became her own Psalm, her own song to the Lover of her soul.  
Not a quiet song, but one she sang loud and passionately to the One who will never leave or forsake her.

Because your steadfast love is better than life, 
my lips will praise you.

It is when this little girl, all grown up, is beautiful because of this love; this love of a Savior.  It is when this little girl, all grown up, is drawn to Him in such a powerful way that this Momma knows nothing else matters. 

So I will bless you as long as I live;
in Your name I will lift up my hands. 

Not one other thing matters.