Monday, December 7, 2015

Remembering our dear Victoria Faith

It is two years ago today that our little daughter entered in to LIFE...

How we miss her...she was a special part of our family each day that she lived...she was a blessing to us in so very many ways...we all miss her.  At the same time we thank God for each day she lived...we can't help remembering what we were told at the beginning...that she wouldn't live past birth...the days of suspense...the months on hospice...after that the years with us. My heart is full of gratitude to God for our little treasure.

Though we miss Victoria here, we can't help but rejoice with her  What she is experiencing even now, is beyond imagination...

"And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying, Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God. And God shall wipe all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. "

"And there shall be no more curse: but the throne of God and of the Lamb shall be in it; and His servants shall serve Him:   And they shall see His face..."   (from Revelation 21 & 22)

I heard a song recently that made me think of Victoria, that I thought I'd share on her home going day.  It has made me cry more than once...but somehow, I find myself smiling through the tears...

The sun still rises in the East,
It sets still in the West,
But, we now are bowed down in grief,
For you’ve gone on to rest.

What music from God’s Hall heard you?
What bade you leave the womb?
(We sing, "What made you leave so soon?" here)
And slip up through the starry blue,
By the path of your own tomb?

‘Twas not the reapers cruel scythe,
No claw on Death’s grim hand,
But a call to God, to peace, to life,
A voice across the strand.
Through heaven’s gate you dance with mirth,
And through a glowing hall,
On splendor never seen on earth,
You gazed in joy and awe.
And there you heard the Angels harps,
And there the Saints did sing,
And there above all sparkling stars,
You knelt before the King.

And there the glad hosannas rang,
Rejoicing 'round the throne,
Loud songs of praise the Cherubs sang,
For a child of God come home.
The sun still rises in the East,
It sets still in the West,
But you’ve gone on to heaven’s feast,
To live with God at rest.

A though we’re left to weep a day,
And mourn in this world of men,
Heaven rings with your shouts of play,
And we shall meet again.
(And there we'll hear the Angels harps,
And with the Saints we'll sing,
And there above all sparkling stars,
We'll kneel before the King.)

And there the glad hosannas ring,
Rejoicing 'round the throne,
Loud songs of praise the Cherubs sing,
For a child of God come home...

Our hearts are waiting for the day,
When we meet again at home.
© 2001-2010 Abigail Miller Ministries
The song was written for a little one who never got to meet her parents...but we thought it fit our sweet Victoria, as well.
"His work is honourable and glorious: and His righteousness endureth forever.  
He hath made His wonderful works to be remembered:
the LORD is gracious 
and full of compassion."
Psalm 111:3 & 4

The next post contains the music for the song...

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