God Called His Angel Home
July 10, 198131 total reviews
Comment from Richard Frohm
Your story touched my heart.
My son was born seven weeks early. A tiny boy, weighing just over four pounds. His life began with great uncertainty. He was our first child and we cried as he fought to live. He made it, but would battle health problems for many years. We lived in constant fear of loosing him.
Despite his numerous doctors visits and hospital stays. He never lost his love for life. Derek seemed to always bring smiles to people.
Nurses loved him. He loved to walk around with his IV pole and talk with anyone he met.
That tiny little baby endured all that life threw at him and grew into a fine young man.
His love for life seemed to grow with him.
With Derek, my wife and I learned at a very young age, life is precious and never to be taken for granted.
Your son is one of God's angels. Perhaps he was looking after our son during those early years of his life?
reply by the author on 08-Aug-2021
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Your story touched my heart.
My son was born seven weeks early. A tiny boy, weighing just over four pounds. His life began with great uncertainty. He was our first child and we cried as he fought to live. He made it, but would battle health problems for many years. We lived in constant fear of loosing him.
Despite his numerous doctors visits and hospital stays. He never lost his love for life. Derek seemed to always bring smiles to people.
Nurses loved him. He loved to walk around with his IV pole and talk with anyone he met.
That tiny little baby endured all that life threw at him and grew into a fine young man.
His love for life seemed to grow with him.
With Derek, my wife and I learned at a very young age, life is precious and never to be taken for granted.
Your son is one of God's angels. Perhaps he was looking after our son during those early years of his life?
Comment Written 08-Aug-2021
reply by the author on 08-Aug-2021
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What a beautiful and hopeful thought.
My oldest son has brain damage, possibly from a forceps delivery. they said he wouldn't live, but 53 years later he stands by my side. Perfect in his own way!
When Michael was born, his mischievous way and his smile were his tickets to anything he wanted. People always said he was too beautiful to be anything but an angel. I guess they were right.
I honestly believe God sends us special angels for a reason and though Michael had a mission (unknown to us) he wasn't afraid to face the word, leave his mark, and return to heaven. Life is extremely precious and I have lost two children. a grandson, my parents and my husband. I cling to the memories and wait until we are together again.
Derek appears to be one of God's angels too. Teaching us to accept the dark moments, knowing the light will always return. His love for life gave hope to many... even those who weren't aware.
thank you for your kind review and the glittering stars. God bless you and your family. Have a spectacular day!
Smiles and hugs, Carol
Comment from WalkerMan
Every soul is unique; and each soul must learn about love and loss, with their consequent joys and sorrows, plus how to help others and how to express gratitude for help received when needed. Temporarily occupying a physical form in a universe far too complex to fully understand is the most efficient way God can tailor such education according to each soul's capacity and willingness to absorb it. He never overburdens us with a challenge we can't meet -- IF we choose to muster the inner strength He built into each of us. Each test we pass makes us stronger and more confident. Some souls may learn enough in a single physical lifetime, while others may need several cycles to reach that level.
Your Michael's angelic appearance radiated from within because he was so conscious of and grateful for the love around him that he was ready to "graduate" to full angelhood, and the lack of water in his lungs indicates that God released him from physicality with minimal discomfort.
Though brief, Michael's presence in your (and his father's) life was a reward for the love God knew you'd give him. Then, as soon as you were ready, He granted you the hopeful sign of the two blue butterflies, and followed through with Matthew without harm, so you and your husband could share your proven love with him too.
Just as your joyous memories have displaced your grief, your repeated telling of this story to Matthew both shows him the love surrounding him and acquaints him with the personality of the brother he never knew. In short, you are perpetuating the atmosphere of love in a way that Matthew will always remember and pass to the next generation.
Superb, and perfectly illustrated. I see your love for him radiating from your own face. Thank you for posting this inspiring true story.
reply by the author on 07-Aug-2021
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Every soul is unique; and each soul must learn about love and loss, with their consequent joys and sorrows, plus how to help others and how to express gratitude for help received when needed. Temporarily occupying a physical form in a universe far too complex to fully understand is the most efficient way God can tailor such education according to each soul's capacity and willingness to absorb it. He never overburdens us with a challenge we can't meet -- IF we choose to muster the inner strength He built into each of us. Each test we pass makes us stronger and more confident. Some souls may learn enough in a single physical lifetime, while others may need several cycles to reach that level.
Your Michael's angelic appearance radiated from within because he was so conscious of and grateful for the love around him that he was ready to "graduate" to full angelhood, and the lack of water in his lungs indicates that God released him from physicality with minimal discomfort.
Though brief, Michael's presence in your (and his father's) life was a reward for the love God knew you'd give him. Then, as soon as you were ready, He granted you the hopeful sign of the two blue butterflies, and followed through with Matthew without harm, so you and your husband could share your proven love with him too.
Just as your joyous memories have displaced your grief, your repeated telling of this story to Matthew both shows him the love surrounding him and acquaints him with the personality of the brother he never knew. In short, you are perpetuating the atmosphere of love in a way that Matthew will always remember and pass to the next generation.
Superb, and perfectly illustrated. I see your love for him radiating from your own face. Thank you for posting this inspiring true story.
Comment Written 06-Aug-2021
reply by the author on 07-Aug-2021
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How awesome and heartwarming of you to read, understand and share your thoughts regarding my post. Michael was a very special child and his love touched us all and lives on forever. Matthew is a wonderful son and I do my best not to let him feel he walks in his brother's shadow. He is special in his own right as well.
I have been blessed. Smiles and hugs, Carol
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You are most welcome, Carol. God blesses all of us in myriad ways, most of which we don't even notice at the time. In your case, He gave you Michael because He knew you and your husband would recognize the blessing and love him accordingly. Matthew was and is your reward, and your care "not to let him feel he walks in his brother's shadow" is wise. I have no doubt that all who meet Matthew realize that he has an aura of love around him. :)) -- Mike
Comment from Liz O'Neill
This is a poignant account. I'm sending healing on all levels. The setting is juxtapositional in relation to the core message. It is comforting as the reader joins you in your heartache. Bjut to recognize a message from another dimension is endearing. My mother appears to me as a deer outside my kitchen window. Thank you for sharing this.
reply by the author on 07-Aug-2021
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This is a poignant account. I'm sending healing on all levels. The setting is juxtapositional in relation to the core message. It is comforting as the reader joins you in your heartache. Bjut to recognize a message from another dimension is endearing. My mother appears to me as a deer outside my kitchen window. Thank you for sharing this.
Comment Written 06-Aug-2021
reply by the author on 07-Aug-2021
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Good morning, Liz.
I am thrilled that you are blessed and can feel the connection between your mother, nature and you. I feel so uplifted when I connect with the early morning and my surroundings. Thanks for the review.
Smiles, Carol
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***smile***
Comment from Teresa Fugate
This is so true. I didnt realize how much I would miss my daddy until he was gone. Some people say that if you can't stop talking about a lost loved one you have regrets. I do!!! I regret not making time for him for the "little things" Those memories are all I have now.
reply by the author on 07-Aug-2021
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This is so true. I didnt realize how much I would miss my daddy until he was gone. Some people say that if you can't stop talking about a lost loved one you have regrets. I do!!! I regret not making time for him for the "little things" Those memories are all I have now.
Comment Written 06-Aug-2021
reply by the author on 07-Aug-2021
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Good morning, Teresa
Grasps those memories and hold them dear to your heart. Your daddy lives deep inside each one and he will be there with you always.
Smiles, Carol
Comment from equestrik
This is beautiful, heartbreaking, courageous and so very heartbreaking. I am so sorry for the loss of Michael. He is a beautiful boy. Did they ever say why he had no fluid in his lungs?
reply by the author on 05-Aug-2021
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This is beautiful, heartbreaking, courageous and so very heartbreaking. I am so sorry for the loss of Michael. He is a beautiful boy. Did they ever say why he had no fluid in his lungs?
Comment Written 04-Aug-2021
reply by the author on 05-Aug-2021
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Thank you...It's a day I can never erase from my mind and it often feels like yesterday. I am told that for some reason his throat closed off, stopping his breathing and the water...no other explanation was given and I didn't want an autopsy on his sweet body. It wouldn't have changed a thing.
Smiles, Carol
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I nderstand-wishing you peace
Comment from Mabaker12
A beautiful story and your Faith was restored by a second baby boy. Some folks would call it a touch of nostalgia, me I call it Faith. The mother had nothing left to fall back on, bar faith. Thank you.
reply by the author on 03-Aug-2021
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A beautiful story and your Faith was restored by a second baby boy. Some folks would call it a touch of nostalgia, me I call it Faith. The mother had nothing left to fall back on, bar faith. Thank you.
Comment Written 03-Aug-2021
reply by the author on 03-Aug-2021
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Thank you so much....
No one will ever convince me that the Lord was not at my side from the second he decided my sweet boy needed to return home. I could never have endured the pain and the grief without God carrying most of the time. I thank you for your kind review and thoughtful words.
Smiles and hugs, Carol
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you are very welcome. Anne.
Comment from Susan Larson
This is so heart wrenching and I relate to so much of what you wrote. Having lost two sons, a 16 year old to a car wreck and a 39 year old to brain cancer, I, too, asked all those questions about God and to Him. Having faith that all three of our angels are resting peacefully. And you are right, Michael really did (does) look like an angel.
reply by the author on 12-Jul-2021
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This is so heart wrenching and I relate to so much of what you wrote. Having lost two sons, a 16 year old to a car wreck and a 39 year old to brain cancer, I, too, asked all those questions about God and to Him. Having faith that all three of our angels are resting peacefully. And you are right, Michael really did (does) look like an angel.
Comment Written 12-Jul-2021
reply by the author on 12-Jul-2021
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Thanks, Susan...
We never know how much time we will get to share with people we love...We like to think that we will outlive out children and grandchildren but that's not always the case. I've lost three and you've lost your sons as well.... No one ever said life was fair.
Yes, Michael's angelic smile touches me every time I look at him.
Always, Carol
Comment from Ric Myworld
God says that he will not put more on a person than they can stand, but I can't imagine the pain and suffering that comes with losing a child, and especially, one so young and innocent. There must be an inner strength beyond anything I can understand. But thankfully, God also promised that this life is only preparing us for the next, where you will be reunited and live together forever. God bless!
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2021
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God says that he will not put more on a person than they can stand, but I can't imagine the pain and suffering that comes with losing a child, and especially, one so young and innocent. There must be an inner strength beyond anything I can understand. But thankfully, God also promised that this life is only preparing us for the next, where you will be reunited and live together forever. God bless!
Comment Written 11-Jul-2021
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2021
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There is my wise friend with his thoughtful words.... No wonder I couldn't find a smile to plaster across my face yesterday... One would think after forty years, I would deal with the sorrow, but somehow it occasionally sneaks back in and takes me by surprise. Maybe it's his way of checking if his Mommy still cares.... Thank you for the review and especially for being my friend. Hugs, Carol
Comment from robyn corum
Carol,
Oh, yeah, yeah, we've heard this before.
Man, I hope no one thinks that. Somehow every time I hear you speak about any of these horrid, horrible, EARTH-SHAKING moments in your life, you manage to make them come new all over again. You add some fresh details to make the story come alive so that - even though we (I) really, REALLY don't want to go, you force us to jump right into those moments with you - we're right by your side as these things happen. Girl. First of all, you are so stinking strong. And though it may not matter at times like this, you are such a writer!
I didn't have a chance to tell you yesterday, but I couldn't hardly wait this morning! And your post (this) makes it even more important. *smile*
You are a member of the Flash Fiction Club ~ Yes? ~ Well, I ran across an image a few months ago that really intrigued me. STUCK INTO ME and would not let go. And I couldn't figure out what to do with it.
I started researching it in little bits whenever I got a minute and fell more and more in love with it. Instead of writing my own ekphrastic poem about it OR writing a prose piece /essay about the painting and some of the history/story behind it/my own thoughts, I decided to put it up for the FF Club - to see how it inspired others, too.
The reason I'm telling YOU all this, is that when I stumbled on the final and best website describing/answering my questions about this particular painting, all I could think about was you. Please don't miss this one. You don't have to write about it.
Just:
1.) visit the club page
2.) read through alllllll the stuff
3.) go to the link
4.) take a really good look at the image
5.) read through allllllll the stuff
6.) go back up and take a look at the image
7.) remember I love you *smile*
Thanks for sharing this. I'm sorry I couldn't get to it yesterday. Please know I care. We've been friends for only a bit - a few months. But somehow this setting accelerates things. I'm praying for peace. Hugs-
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2021
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Carol,
Oh, yeah, yeah, we've heard this before.
Man, I hope no one thinks that. Somehow every time I hear you speak about any of these horrid, horrible, EARTH-SHAKING moments in your life, you manage to make them come new all over again. You add some fresh details to make the story come alive so that - even though we (I) really, REALLY don't want to go, you force us to jump right into those moments with you - we're right by your side as these things happen. Girl. First of all, you are so stinking strong. And though it may not matter at times like this, you are such a writer!
I didn't have a chance to tell you yesterday, but I couldn't hardly wait this morning! And your post (this) makes it even more important. *smile*
You are a member of the Flash Fiction Club ~ Yes? ~ Well, I ran across an image a few months ago that really intrigued me. STUCK INTO ME and would not let go. And I couldn't figure out what to do with it.
I started researching it in little bits whenever I got a minute and fell more and more in love with it. Instead of writing my own ekphrastic poem about it OR writing a prose piece /essay about the painting and some of the history/story behind it/my own thoughts, I decided to put it up for the FF Club - to see how it inspired others, too.
The reason I'm telling YOU all this, is that when I stumbled on the final and best website describing/answering my questions about this particular painting, all I could think about was you. Please don't miss this one. You don't have to write about it.
Just:
1.) visit the club page
2.) read through alllllll the stuff
3.) go to the link
4.) take a really good look at the image
5.) read through allllllll the stuff
6.) go back up and take a look at the image
7.) remember I love you *smile*
Thanks for sharing this. I'm sorry I couldn't get to it yesterday. Please know I care. We've been friends for only a bit - a few months. But somehow this setting accelerates things. I'm praying for peace. Hugs-
Comment Written 11-Jul-2021
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2021
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Hi there Sweetie... I read this yesterday while I was "feeling low" and nothing rose to the surface....then I read it again today... and I had a few ideas... and then suddenly... it blew up in my face and I now have a whole story line for a new book instead of a chapter.... Guess I should be sure and tell you I love you for that!!! Not exactly what you were looking for though... Sending my love, smiles and hugs your way! Always, Carol
Comment from Mary Kay Bonfante
What an amazing snapshot of you and little Michael! In that moment, you are untouched by grief. You and Michael are sharing the joy of life together, and there is no shadow of the devastating loss that would follow.
Thank you for sharing your story in open, touching, honest words. There's no way I could possibly understand the depth of your sorrow, but I do greatly sympathize for the tremendous loss you endured, which is hard to imagine any mother bearing up under. Of course, it changed you forever. I know you were blessed to have more children and grandchildren, and although they brought you joy, they could never replace Michael, the one you lost. Only in the Presence of Jesus Himself, will every tear be wiped away. And until then, may the peace of Christ comfort you, my friend.
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2021
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What an amazing snapshot of you and little Michael! In that moment, you are untouched by grief. You and Michael are sharing the joy of life together, and there is no shadow of the devastating loss that would follow.
Thank you for sharing your story in open, touching, honest words. There's no way I could possibly understand the depth of your sorrow, but I do greatly sympathize for the tremendous loss you endured, which is hard to imagine any mother bearing up under. Of course, it changed you forever. I know you were blessed to have more children and grandchildren, and although they brought you joy, they could never replace Michael, the one you lost. Only in the Presence of Jesus Himself, will every tear be wiped away. And until then, may the peace of Christ comfort you, my friend.
Comment Written 11-Jul-2021
reply by the author on 11-Jul-2021
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Aww Mary Kay, you are always so sweet and understanding about my emotions. And you have no idea what your words "could never replace Michael" mean to me.... so many believe you tuck him away and never go there again. Not one family person called or mentioned him....Their choice, of course. I just wanted you to know how much your review meant to me. Smiles and hugs, Carol
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As fellow believers, especially, and as humans generally, we need to respond to the hurts of others. Tuck him away? Not a chance. Michael was a piece of your soul.
I think many people, including close family and friends, are very awkward around us, when it comes to situations of grief; people just don't know what to do. My feeling is, we at least have to try. Doing nothing is not a good option; but a lot of people don't understand this. I think they're really afraid of saying or doing the wrong thing.
You will see him again someday. On some days, it probably feels as though it can't come soon enough. But when it does, it will probably feel as though no time has passed. And we will all be in the Presence of Jesus. "Way Maker, Promise Keeper, Miracle Worker, Light in the Darkness..."
And then there's the song, "If you've got pain, he's the Pain Taker..."
All those things, and so much more. Our Good Shepherd. Michael is safely in His care. Love, Mary Kay xoxo