Tiny Angels

Tiny Angels

Two funerals. Two precious lives gone far too soon. Suddenly and instantly, two families’ lives were changed—just weeks apart.

Carrying in the stands for their photos and flowers made the loss feel painfully real. In that moment, my mind was swirling with questions that I’m sure will never be answered.

But… what right do I have to question the Almighty Creator? Am I God, that I should know the plans and purposes for every person who will walk this earth?

I don’t even know my own purpose half the time.

When I lived like I was my own creator, my whole future was “in my hands.” And what a mess that turned out to be! I’m not going back to that way of life...

But still… I can’t help but think:

What does heaven need them for?

Two tiny angels who never made it out of 3-to-6-month clothing.

I know God is good.

I know He makes all things work together for the good of His Kingdom.

So, the best I explanation I can muster up is God’s Kingdom needed these tiny angels more than we did.

God, help us remember—our days are numbered. None of us knows when we will leave this place. Help us live with the reality of eternity in mind. Don’t let us be distracted by the comforts and celebrations that can make us forget how fragile life really is.

Let us not waste precious time building only for the here and now, but fix our eyes on our eternal home.

Thank You for revealing my flawed thinking—that I was somehow in control of my own destiny. Thank You for chasing me down, day after day, until I finally saw how sinful I truly was.

I pray the families of these two tiny angels find peace, knowing their little ones are with You now. And please, Lord… forgive me for ever thinking I know better than You.

Every breath is a gift, and every heartbeat brings us closer to eternity—may we live ready.