Cancer has stamped it's mark on yet another life. Praise God Mrs L is no longer hurting, but is now loving and rejoicing with Him.
I'm pretty sure she is watching over us here in this neighborhood. I hope she knows that, whether Lauren likes it or not, Lauren is stuck with me forever. :)
I haven't cried yet. I think I'll cry after I finish this.
I walked by their house yesterday and what I saw sticking out of their lawn struck a chord with me. It's nothing special, just a colorful pinwheel like this one:
It was windy yesterday, and that pinwheel was spinning round and round and round. I started thinking about the wind that was powering that wheel. I hope this doesn't end up sounding like a cheese ball analogy, put here are my thoughts:
In all my 16 years of life, wind has blown -in a strong gust or a slight breeze- every single day.
I bet there is not one day that the slightest amounts of wind have not danced around someone or something around here.
I'm sure it wasn't a continuous flow of breezes, but I would bet that if I was to stick a pinwheel in my grass, at the end of every day that pinwheel would have spinned, at least just a tiny bit.
Mrs. Lowry's earthly body was ruined by cancer. Thankfully the Lord has new, perfect bodies ready and waiting for us when He brings us home. She isn't here anymore. She is healed.
I know we are all going to be really sad for a long time, but I think Mrs. Lowry is the wind.
