Thinking of my son . . .

This was sent to me today from another mom who lost a son the same way. It's not "Scripturally" correct, but touched me greatly. I wonder often what Matthew's "new job" is in heaven, as we continue, "those remaining behind" to finishing running the race.

There is a special doorway to Heaven. A young man stands there. He surveys all that God has created, the universe and beyond. He gazes toward earth and says a simple prayer for his mother and family. Jesus calls to him and says, "Need not grieve for your family, they are well. The Father has special work for you to do and it includes those of earth whom are so special to you. You are needed here. In time they will see you again and all will be as one. This I promise."

The young man turns to Jesus and says, "I miss them and they me. My heart wishes to fly through the stars to comfort my mother." Jesus replies, "There is no love stronger than the love that was created the day of your earthly birth. That love will last for all eternity. It is a part of your mother and all who's lives you touched. A breath from your mouth she will feel on her cheek. A touch from you she will feel in her heart. Your face with a smile is forever burned into her memory. This will always be. Your words, 'I love You' she will always hear."

The young man smiles at Jesus. They walk arm in arm away from the portal of youth.

This doorway is for those whose lives were cut short for the only reason that our Lord needed them to come home early. Special duties await him, a special task that he will be better able to perform from heaven. His love for his mother is endless. As your broken heart mends you will begin to see that he never left your side. Your shadow no longer is yours, it is him. A gentle breeze that lifts your heart is him.

Author Unknown