In which it’s the small things | Remembering Sara

by Craig on September 19, 2012

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I can’t stop thinking about a life…
and death…
and an eternal life…
of someone I’ve never met.

It was this time, last year, that eternity touched time, and Sara stepped into eternity. This is what I wrote then. I don’t want to forget, and so I’m remembering…

Sara.

There was a steady flow of tears last night.

I took Laska the Love Kitty for a walk…
his first walk ever in a brisk Autumn wind.

It rained all day.

At sunset there was an open patch of pink in the gray sky.

I didn’t cry during the walk…
or when cleaning my muddy shoes afterwards…
since Laska made me follow him into shoe-top deep mud…
but after that, the eyes watered and stayed that way until sleep.

And eyes were wet as I fell to sleep…
and I dreamt of a leaking pipe I couldn’t stop…
and buckets collected to catch the water…

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and the pillow this morning was wet…

and a steady flow from each eye has been running since 5AM…

and it’s one in the afternoon now…

and they. just. won’t. stop…

no sobbing…

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just a quiet stream from each eye…

and we never met…
I doubt she ever read a single word of mine…
except by way of comment…

and. my. heart is like lead sinking…

sinking.

And I think of Love.

Sara, or “Gitz”, or “Fritz”, is Love with feet.

She got the name “Gitz” because she laughed as a baby when her dad said “gitchy goo”.

She’s still a baby…

God’s baby.

And what of…

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She wrote in March of this year…

I try to give 100% of myself to people, but I know my 100% isn’t what it used to be… and the fact that no one is keeping track and just loving me anyway? That’s real love. Gracious love. It’s not big and grand and over the top. It’s the daily reminders that we’re in it together.

…If there is something in my home that can be stored away and alphabetized, you can be sure that it is…and am almost giddy when everything lines up perfectly in my drawers…Now that I’m less mobile, however, my organization has suffered…a bit of a mess…and Nicole, bless her, made it even messier so we {she} could make it better.

♥✞ღ

Love. Is. Simple.

Just rearranging cupboards…

lining up labels…

and bowls…

just making the refrigerator clean and happy.

Love is in the little things. Love is helping to make someone’s life more of what they’d like it to be – especially when they can’t do it themselves. Love is so big that it can be a fearsome thing. But it so little too.

Love. Is. So. Little.

It’s not in neon…

it’s not in grand strokes…

it’s in the little pieces…

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So today, please go tell someone…
or better yet…
show them…
that you’re in this together with them.
Nothing over the top…
but give them 100% – even if your 100% is only 50 of what it used to be.

We never met, Sara, but I’m sure we’ll have the opportunity.

Choose joy.

Believe fully.

Love hard.

{ 9 comments… read them below or add one }

A. September 19, 2012 at 10:34 pm

Craig, this brought tears to my eyes, and my, how I needed this message!!! You have such a tender heart to have connected with her in the way that you did. I am so glad you shared, then, with us. You truly spread the wonder of Sara, in your own wonderful way.

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Craig September 20, 2012 at 1:18 pm

A, I keep thinking how the movement of someone from time into eternity should make us stop and think – and change the way we live. I’m hoping that this will make me do that. God bless, choose joy.

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Debbie September 20, 2012 at 3:10 am

Thank you for helping us remember and for loving so well, dear friend. God bless you and keep you and all your tears.

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Craig September 20, 2012 at 1:20 pm

remember Debbie, this was originally written last year – the tears were all last year – Sarah has now been with our Lord for about a year – there are no more tears for her – I just don’t want to let time cover her memory and her message. Thank you Debbie, God bless, choose joy!

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Sylvia R September 20, 2012 at 11:53 am

This is so true about the little things, Craig. It made me think of God’s love, so profoundly expressed in the little things. While I think with wonder about the huge and mighty acts He can do, it’s how He involves Himself in the little “insignificant” things in my life, in our individual, tiny lives, that really bowls me over.

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Craig September 20, 2012 at 1:22 pm

Sylvia, it really is amazing how the God of all things cares about the most trivial and mundane things in our lives. I think about this as I’m looking for car keys, or mismatched sock, when I’m happy, or sad — our Lord wants to be in each of those moments, whether they be little or big. That’s love! God does love really well. No? Anyway, thank you, God bless you, and choose joy!

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Martha Orlando September 20, 2012 at 3:26 pm

“Choose joy. Believe fully. Love hard.”
I will, Craig, I will . . .
Thank you for this tender and touching post.
Blessings always!

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Craig September 21, 2012 at 5:20 pm

thank you Martha – one of the reasons I’m revisiting Sara’s entrance into heaven is this reminder for me – that I need right now is much as ever – as I’m still struggling to get out of that rabbit hole – Love hard. Believe fully. And this final reminder, from her, to choose joy. Blessings to you my friend. Choose joy!

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Maxine October 13, 2012 at 5:51 pm

Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book? Psalm 56:8
Thought this might be a good reminder. 😉

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