"There is no foot too small that it cannot leave an imprint on this world."
Lia is a dancer! I know that because she practiced nearly every fancy step on the inside of my tummy. At about week 34 I was daily in severe pain because her kicking was so intense. It was in the midst of a kickboxing session that I cried out to God to make her stop. He gently said to me, she's not kicking, she's dancing.
Oh how I longed to see those dancing feet of hers! I knew they were big, you could often see the outline of one pressed against my tummy. But when I finally saw them - oh how beautiful! Definitely the feet of a dancer, long, slender and elegant. As I held her little feet in my hands, I longed to hold them forever... I wished I had more than just a picture and an inked footprint, I wanted to place my hand against her toes and feel their shape. As I held her I silently whispered to God how badly I wanted to have an impression of her feet. Just a short while later came the answer to my prayer. A friend from church had a "first handprint" kit delivered to the hospital. The nurses took care of the whole thing for me and now forever more I have Lia's feet and hands to hold in mine. This is just one of several amazing and immediate answers to prayer that we had. I can almost see it clearly in my mind, our sweet Lord, waiting there in my room at my beckoning call, waiting for the next moment of need and then running out to make it happen. But the truth is even better than that - He knew my needs and desires before I even spoke them and was setting out to make my wishes come true, laying on the hearts of others things they could do to serve me. How can I ever be angry with a God so good?
At Lia's memorial service, we closed with the song Fields of Grace by Big Daddy Weave. Yeah, it may seem a little fast paced for a traditional funeral, but it best reflected the truth. As Christians - praise the Lord - we can celebrate, truly celebrate, when one of His children is taken home. Lia is in heaven today, with her beautiful elegant feet, dancing with the Lord in fields of grace!
Fields of Grace:
There's a place that I love to run and play
There's a place that I sing new songs of praise
Dancin' with my Father God in fields of grace
There's a place that I lose myself within
There's a place that I find myself again
Dancin' with my Father God in fields of grace
There's a place where religion finally dies
There's a place that I lose my selfish pride
Dancin’ with my Father God in fields of grace
I love my Father, my Father loves me
I dance for my Father, my Father sings over me
And nothing can take that away from me
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There are a few songs that I listened to often after I heard Lia had passed and I was grieving for you. One is "The River" by Sarah McLaughlin (originally by Joni Mitchell, I think), and the other is "Climb On (To a Back That's Strong)" by Caedmon's Call. But the song that really speaks what is in my heart is one from the Felicity soundtrack (remember that show?!?) I think it's called "Heart and Shoulder", and I'm making this long-distance dedication to my best friend on Valentine's Day. I love you, friend, and I mean every word. Love, Ro
Heart and Shoulder
I want to cry for you, but I don't know where to go
If I rained for you it would just be water
Spend the night with you and quiet the storms in your head
And you're down, and you're down and I can't lift you
Powerless to change your world
Powerless to stop the hurt
But I'll give you my heart, give you my shoulder
I'll give you my heart, give you my shoulder, over and over
Want to run for you but I don't know where to go
If I flew for you, you would still be standing
And it's hard watching because I'm part of you
And it's hard not to, not to know what I can do
Powerless to change your world
Powerless to stop the hurt
I'm trying hard to be your tower of strength
I'm trying hard to bring you back to joy
I give you my heart, give you my shoulder
Give you my heart, give you my shoulder
When the night cuts you through
And the dreams are lost to you
When you're worried and confused
I will give you my heart, give you my shoulder
I give you my heart, give you my shoulder, over and over
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