Grace

this afternoon while I was resting, I had a dream. My dream was about Grace. That is what we named our little girl who now rests in Jesus' arms in heaven.

I had a dream that we (Eric, Case and myself) went on a tour of heaven and we got to see Grace. She was precious, even though she was so tiny, she was perfect. All of her fingers and toes were formed perfectly, she had little bits of brown hair and her eyes were closed, but she was completely formed. Jesus was holding her in his arms and Case said, "thats my sister" and Jesus said, "you're right." Then Case said, "I want to hold her" and Jesus said, "ok". So after Case held her and we got to see how perfect she was and how loved she was by her heavenly father, we knew that she was in the safest place she could be.

I am thankful that we have such a wonderful faith in Jesus and that he takes care of us from conception. I am thankful that baby Grace is in heaven and that she will always be our little girl.