Because of sickness we have our newest little granddaughter at our house to care for. As I looked down at her precious face it got me to thinking of long ago and our very first grandchild.

Marlee Marie Poston was born while our oldest son was stationed in Korea. He had asked me to stand in for him in the surgery room as she was delivered by C-section.

I was very happy to do this for him and seeing her be born has always been a very special memory for me. She was also named after me as my middle name is Marie and my mother’s middle name is Marie. It is our family name handed down.

Marlee was a precious child and she looked a lot like our son did when he was a newborn. The picture above is a shadow box I have in my bedroom that is her first Easter dress and her funeral flowers that I carried in my hand on the plane ride back to Tennessee.

Our granddaughter was born April 6 of 2000 and died on June 1 of 2000. She died from SIDS.

After we lost her we have had only boys born into our family…..lots of boys!

This year we finally had another little girl and we are so thankful and proud to have her.

I speak a lot of trials and struggles in my life and I always say that I do not age by birthdays but by events that happen in my life. Losing Marlee was a huge birthday for me and it cut me to the core. Our son saw his daughter for the first time as she lay in her little casket. I also had a lady at church make her an heirloom christening gown and she ended up being buried in it. It was a very sad and sorrowful time in all of our lives.

I know a lot of people everywhere are reading my simple little blogs but if they can help just one person in the US or in another country then it is all worth it to me.

The picture at the bottom of this blog is one that hangs in my living room. When my husband and I were married we lay our hands on a family Bible as husband and wife and this verse is where the Bible was turned to. The words to this verse have very special meaning to us and that is why it is hanging in our home. Our lives have had many seasons, some joyful and some very painful but each and every time and season had a purpose and yours does too. You may not see right now if you are living in the bubble so to speak but someday you will be 61 years old like me and able to look back and see the seasons and it will all make sense to you.

God is like a master craftsman, He is working a tapestry with our lives and only He can see the beauty of the pattern but a lot of the time all we can see is the knots and tangles from underneath His handiwork and it makes no sense to us.

My sweet girl Marlee has her earthly daddy with her now but more importantly they both have their heavenly Father with them. That certainty gives me much hope and I always think about people that do not know the Lord and do not have that hope. How do they make it? I don’t think that I could.

Reach out today for that hope in your life, you will never regret it…….

Ecclesiastes 3:1