There. I used the word “sucks.” Those of you who know me well know that I never use that word because I don’t think that it sounds very nice, but in this case, I found it to be appropriate.
My heart is in pieces today. It is hurting for a sweet little girl in my 3rd grade small group at Freedom. This child is one of the sweetest, happiest, most precious children that you will ever meet in your life, and she has the ability to stick a smile on your face no matter what your mood. For the past couple of weeks, I have been missing her dearly. Well, she came back this week, walked over to me, and said, “Miss Madi, my mama died on Friday.” I almost broke down and started crying for that sweet girl right then and there, but I could see that though she had her usual smile on that precious face of hers, she was already on the verge of tears. What do you say to an 8 year old who has just lost the only parent that is in her life? There are just no words.
I don’t think that anyone was expecting the death of Cassidy’s mom, and I can’t imagine what is in store for that little girl. What I do know is that God has her in the palm of His hand, and she knows it. When her grandmother passed away earlier this year, she told me in small group, “Sometimes, God heals people in different ways. God healed my grandma by taking her to Heaven yesterday.” That statement made by a (then) 7 year old little girl made an impact on me. She has more faith than most adults that I know. The child amazes me.
All this to say, I ask that you pray for this precious little girl with me. I know that she would genuinely appreciate it, because if any 8 year old truly understands the power of prayer, it is her.
