Every palm tree swaying in the breeze played a song of beauty that seemed as though it was playing just for us. When I saw the shadow of the palm fronds on the green grass carpet, they appeared like angel wings fluidly in motion. What beauty God allows our eyes to feast on.
wasn't that Shannon would physically share this time with me, but that spiritually I would feel her presence and be filled with a love only He could provide. So, as I walked the beach with my sister, Shannon was also playing in the gentle waves. And as I watched a gorgeous orange sunset , Shannon witnessed God's artwork across the Florida sky. And as I coaxed a shy little duck for the camera, Shanny giggled with me later, when my sister announced..those ducks will follow anyone, Rosie..and here I thought I was the "duck whisperer."
Every memory that was created, every prayer that was uttered, every hug that was shared..Shanny was a part of it. My Heavenly Father gave me that gift. Because that is what I needed. When I prayed in the Prayer Garden at Jan's church, I wanted so much to reach beyond my own selfish desires. But truth be told, I missed my baby and asked God to provide for me a way to share this all with her. And, He graciously did just that. How wondrous is He?
I cannot begin to tell you how much love I have felt this past week. From my sisters, from Jan's church family, from My Heavenly Father, and Shanny..we left our own footprints in the sand, just as Christ so often leaves His prints upon my heart. Thank you, Father..again and again.