The smallest wings
I stared at my blank screen for a while. There are no words that sound sufficient. Austin's miracle we all prayed for was not meant to be. His family had to say goodbye to him yesterday. Thank you for joining us in praying for this family who has come to hold such a special place in our hearts . The faith that has poured out of his mother while on their journey to heal Austin has been awe inspiring. Can we all please pray for them to find some peace and comfort that surpasses all understanding? I truly believe Gods grace will blanket them as evidence of HIS love for Austin and for them.
They will have to go back home to florida without their little boy. I had hoped we would be able to play once they were out patient sometime, and maybe they could be pen pals of sorts after he went back home but when I think about all of the hopes and dreams his own parents would have had for him that will never come true... I cannot make sense of this. I cannot imagine the pain and anguish. I do not want to. We were so blessed to have our lives intersect for this short little while. And blessed to have our 2 little ones bond and genuinely care about each other the way that they did. I can't explain it but I know what I saw and what I felt. Thank you God for bringing Austin and his family into our lives. Please let Desiree, Will and Austin's big sister and baby brother feel your love for both Austin and for themselves as they begin to face the unimaginable. I'm attaching a poem written by their family friend. It's so beautiful but heart wrenching as well. None of us can understand unanswered prayers, why the healing never came, or why Austin couldn't stay. Will we ever? His faithfilled mother exemplifies who I hope to be.
The Smallest Wings
He's tired & weary, and seems so frail,
But we know that more awaits,
Even when prayer seems to fail.
We know the one who's watching,
The one within whom all hope clings,
& we know he's assigned a special angel,
Who works meticulously on these wings.
God's enlisted his most talented seamstress,
For, this is no ordinary pair,
They must be double-stitched in golden thread,
For, what a mighty weight they bare.
These wings, they'll seem so tiny,
The one who'll wear them, not ready to go,
But God has whispered his name,
Now the angels must carry him home.
His little hands, they seem so weak,
But you can ask anyone around,
He would hold tightly to his family,
If only it ment he could stay here.
His days of pain are numbered,
Though his years on earth were few,
He'll soon walk through heaven's gates,
Because, those wings, they're almost through.
Nobody knows his hour,
In God's timing, that's what we say,
Even though selfishly inside,
We all wish that he could stay.
But here on earth, his only experience,
Would be filled with lasting pain,
And these brand new wings will take him,
Where he'll be made New again.
The seamstress is not weary,
As the angels begin to sing,
While they prepare the smallest angel,
To wear, the smallest wings.
We love you, Austin.
-D.East'17
They will have to go back home to florida without their little boy. I had hoped we would be able to play once they were out patient sometime, and maybe they could be pen pals of sorts after he went back home but when I think about all of the hopes and dreams his own parents would have had for him that will never come true... I cannot make sense of this. I cannot imagine the pain and anguish. I do not want to. We were so blessed to have our lives intersect for this short little while. And blessed to have our 2 little ones bond and genuinely care about each other the way that they did. I can't explain it but I know what I saw and what I felt. Thank you God for bringing Austin and his family into our lives. Please let Desiree, Will and Austin's big sister and baby brother feel your love for both Austin and for themselves as they begin to face the unimaginable. I'm attaching a poem written by their family friend. It's so beautiful but heart wrenching as well. None of us can understand unanswered prayers, why the healing never came, or why Austin couldn't stay. Will we ever? His faithfilled mother exemplifies who I hope to be.
The Smallest Wings
He's tired & weary, and seems so frail,
But we know that more awaits,
Even when prayer seems to fail.
We know the one who's watching,
The one within whom all hope clings,
& we know he's assigned a special angel,
Who works meticulously on these wings.
God's enlisted his most talented seamstress,
For, this is no ordinary pair,
They must be double-stitched in golden thread,
For, what a mighty weight they bare.
These wings, they'll seem so tiny,
The one who'll wear them, not ready to go,
But God has whispered his name,
Now the angels must carry him home.
His little hands, they seem so weak,
But you can ask anyone around,
He would hold tightly to his family,
If only it ment he could stay here.
His days of pain are numbered,
Though his years on earth were few,
He'll soon walk through heaven's gates,
Because, those wings, they're almost through.
Nobody knows his hour,
In God's timing, that's what we say,
Even though selfishly inside,
We all wish that he could stay.
But here on earth, his only experience,
Would be filled with lasting pain,
And these brand new wings will take him,
Where he'll be made New again.
The seamstress is not weary,
As the angels begin to sing,
While they prepare the smallest angel,
To wear, the smallest wings.
We love you, Austin.
-D.East'17
Austin's mom had shared this picture on his care page and I love it because his mask is down with his sweet smiling face beaming while he stands with his "girlfriends" as he liked to call his favorite nurses. This is the face I will always remember. That, and his little voice. Oh that voice. God bless you Austin
You are right, there are no words. Very sorry for this family's loss of their precious child, Austin.....the kid with the million dollar smile.
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