I don't know what to say...

Almost 2 years ago, I found out that one of my childhood friend's 4 year old niece was diagnosed with Leukemia.  Her mom started a carepage for her and I immediately started following it.  Today, Mikayla is doing well and is counting down the months left of her treatment.  Throughout their treatment, their family has met and bonded with a lot of other families that are going down the same path.  Mikayla's mom is often mentioning other kids with cancer and that has led to me following more and more carepages.  

One of my absolute favorite families is Coleman's family.  Coleman and Caden are 5 year old twins.  Coleman has been battling medulloblastoma since he was only 2 and a half.  I have been following his carepage since last January and have prayed for him and his family almost every day.  Tonight I learned that heaven has another angel, Coleman passed away last night.  I can't even describe to you how awesome his family is and how my heart aches for them.  I just had to share two beautiful things that his mom wrote on her post tonight.  The first is something that she saw on her prayer calendar today:

"We are dependent on God to enable us to raise our child properly, and He will see to it that our child's life is blessed.  One thing I have learned is that I should not try to force my own will on my child in prayer.  I have found it is better to pray more along the lines of "Lord show me how to pray for this child.  Help me to raise him Your way, and may Your will be done in his life."

And the other is The Parable of the Twins:

Once upon a time, twin boys were conceived in the same womb.  Weeks passed and the twins developed.  As their awareness grew, they laughed for joy, "isn't it great that we were conceived?  Isn't it great to be alive?"

Together the twins explored their world.  When they found their mother's cord that gave them life, they sang for joy, "how great is our Mother's love, that she shares her own life with us!"  As weeks stretched into months, the twins noticed how much each was changing. "What does it mean?" asked the one.  "It means that our stay in this world is drawing to an end," said the other.  "But I don't want to go," said the other.  "But maybe there is life after birth."  "But how can there be?" responded the other one.  "We will shed our life cord, and how is life possible without it?  Besides, we have seen evidence that others were here before us and none of them have returned to tell us that there is life after birth.  Now, this is the end."

And so, the one fell into deep despair, saying "If conception ends in birth, what is the purpose of life in the womb?  It's meaningless!  Maybe there is no mother after all?"  "But there has to be," protested the other.  "How else did we get here?  How do we remain alive?"

"Have you ever seen our mother?" said the one.  "Maybe she only lives in our minds.  Maybe we made her up because the idea made us feel good."

And so the last days in the womb were filled with deep questioning and fear.  Finally, the moment of birth arrived.  When the twins had passed from their world, they opened their eyes and cried for joy.  For what they saw exceeded their fondest dreams.

I just thought those 2 things were beautiful and wanted to pass them along.  Please keep Peggy, Scott, and Caden in your prayers.  Hug your kids a little tighter, kiss them more often, and don't let the little things they do drive you crazy.